Lyrics:
stealing, yeah
Detroit legend (whoa)
Microphone legend, yeah
Sean a Legend
My bro is John Legend, yeah (whoa, whoa)
All this sunshine, it's still raining
give my all to you
Cuz this love inside my heart
Is something that I always knew
I feel like John Legend
Yeah
And I feel like
John Legend
John
man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he's in the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kwali will work it out
My man Apl.De is in
man Q-Tip in the house
Cee-lo you know he's in the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kwali will work it out
My man Apl.De is in
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
a family, and I wished them both the best
The wild days are gone but the legend lives on for a man named John Wayne Lopez
Said now don't you ever do him
colored sky
Two moons above as the days go by
Rocket man John a wanderer in space
On a quest for survival in a distant place
With a giant centipede a clash
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
like they pikachu
If you fucking with a rat I can't speak to you
These the rules that I live by
And yea I fuck with maryjane just to get by
Don't like
at Allstate Insurance
GQ: So how did you go
From Fatburger to writing
Songs for Brandy and Justin
Bieber and John Legend?
Frank Ocean: We're talking about
admit it)
I admit it, I did it (I did it, yeah)
I admit it, I did (I)
I admit it, I did, did it
I admit it, I love Steve Harvey
John Legend
the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
Yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
on living
We got so much
Joy!
Feeling Joy, feeling Joy, feeling joy keep on living
Yeah that’s that new John Tyler
Want to see him live?
Be caller #26! Win
but you don't hear me though
Live in stereo, pumpin loud until your speaker blow
Ghetty-o slang pro, sling rap for cash flow
Keep it live from
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
The biggest haters usually be the ones you cool with
I'd rather be by myself that's word to Asher Roth
All the way live there's no need to cut the cameras off
John is
He lives to fight, because after all it's
Just another day at the office
Oh no here come the Reapers
We are on the brink of extinction
Galactic
but you don't hear me though
Live in stereo, pumpin loud until your speaker blow
Ghetty-o slang pro, sling rap for cash flow
Keep it live from
would say
Play "The Osmonds" on your stereo
And you'll hear me
I'll be there in dreams at night
In photographs and sweet hi-fi
Put "John Wayne" on your
the load is heavy (what?)
Yall betta know dat I'm ready (yeah)
A Legend surrounded by Legends (yeah)
I am not here cuz they let me (no!)
I told a hater come
high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get live, nigga
[LD]
Hot damn hoe here we go again (Let's Go)
My God damn flow buries
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