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and blouses
I bet the house and put thousands of dollars down against you doubters
Did I mention how I've been benched and how I'm ascending now
This pen has

Still hoarding pecans in cold storage
Still supporting the farmers
Still goin by john forrest
Still as mortal
In no need of resort
Still feel I reanimate

metal bat,
carnage in a starter jacket armed with several shards of glass
Welcome to the house of pain, thinkin you could ever last
Kevin Nash, jackknifes

pass it off to John, hitting dribbles shooting threes like one six
Never carry 9's that's some dumb shit
Sacramento growing with the trees that I'm

Cochabamba en Noviembre
En Abril, twenty five santos años
(Creciendo, primo)
Las hormonas every tuesday
Mi mejor aliado
Fiel al caos, no tiene house
Pero si un

some mice 
Mickey Mouse club house y’all lil boys tragic 
Still playing like some kids we John Madden 
Making plays in the field we still at it
Like

Illmatic
Mixed with John the Baptist
We point em' to Jesus you heard
A yo we mob deep even if it's just me and the Holy Ghost
No Havoc but we do the most
We

on conversations that I had with John
Smooth with that rock, my handles tight just like my brother Don
And I don't stress, I know we living in a hard knock life

I roll up like I'm Kennedy
I'm feelin' just like John F
Don't talk to me about sad stuff
I ain't no NF
If you shoot at me I'm runnin' back just like

happen
Mamas house is where I'm trapping
High school drop out
Fuck the system
Tired of this fucking cappin
Just a young boy
With a mind of his own
But they

out grinding trying get this money right
Didn't take long
felt calm before the storm
Play house every morn
Threw the night she was on John

Gone with

the house scared shouldn’t have been mouthing off shittin bricks tryna get the OGs to call it off 

You can’t stop me I’m arrogant I’m cocky speed like Apollo

for decades!
That's why house music's rising and hip-hop plummets
Fuck it we'll go rap for John Summit
All the clubs doin throwback nights cuz they're

sacaste toa esa mierda y todavia no le has pagao/

Sapo

Pa ver tu lista negra/

Metiste a Pauer, john paul y estaba hasta la negra/

Ahora le haces las

small like cod bites
You messing with the wrong guy
Like d**** with the wrong type
I'm hype
Like virgins on prom night
Sitting on the john
Spitting

to nip
John wayne on the hip
Blued down like a crip
In my calm I don't flip
Vegas life on the strip
Earl hands I don't slip
Skull flags on the ship
Stella

right back to the dick like a crack house
Took a lil break but I'm back now
Yeah I'm back wit it you know I can't back down
In love with them drugs but I

blasting make it sound like wood packers
SFX: tutututu...The house is getting raided
Cops closing in like I'ts a cave in
High alert Its everywhere I'm aiming

I ain't never been a thief but I steal a bitch
I don't wanna cut lil boy I want the whole shit
Let me hear a diss I bet I clear a crib like john wick

you can't fuck With
Started from the bottom
On my way to dem sky scrappers
Jumping off the roofs
Breaking rules
Like am John wick, Bruce Wayne Yeah!
Am

like soccer cleats, I'm a wise ass quarter greek Socrates
Did you miss the point like John Carney, would you please bless me without a sneeze
Don't

the crowd I blend in but I am not common
Went through hell I'm a survivor feel like John Cochran
Don't ask me what I'm doing next just know I'm not stopping

me and my friends
I'm in the 600 Benz, counting 200 grand

You a snitch on the stand, you a bitch and a man
I'm on Miami Beach, cause my house by

trade,
Ion' need no reason, fuck that boy, I wouldn't wanna be him,
Plenty houses out here, committin' treason, tryna act like that image is not them,