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amphitheater, Cleveland Ohio, 1995. And I wasn't the opener exactly, there were 17 acts on the bill, it was auto workers' benefit with John Cougar, Billy Joel
Rollin' all night long, rollin' all night long
Just another drink and I'll be gone, gone, gone
And look at old Charlie standin' by a dollar bill
Look
Django
Likened by white powder, John Stamos
Probably the only artist, who can father time, John Amos
Rapper God erupted out of a Comic-Con-cano
shit that they couldn’t
My chill vibes got them lookin
I swag so hard they shookin
I’m John Cena they cannot see me
I wanted to know how it feel
I be
can sit da fuck down, I'm something you can't stand
If you standin' let me know and raise a hand, damn
I'm at Harold's man, what da hell is new
John
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
a bill
Gon seize it all for the blood you spill
Then auction off
Make a bill
Then send it back to the ones you killed
With your lying ass
You a ****ing
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
years have gone away
Left me here with their bills to pay the fire that once consumed my insides
Is doused by my sunken rain cloud eyes
So god can you
saw John the Baptist, on the atlas
Holdin' the masters to my Psalm under his arm
But long before I even wrote 'em
23 elders each wrote me a Psalm
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in
I know, I know but I gotta get outta here
You know, I gotta go pay these bills, I got a show to do
You know, one time for your mind
Let's go
direction
Comes BILL ASTOR
In a dinner jacket, with his guest
John "jack" profumo
The Minister for War as
They arrive, WARD, moving like lightening
Gathers up
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle,
Me and bill packed the car in the pourin' rain.
Witch and john were at the beer stand, gettin' sprung.
Career is dead they giving me a urn
Why's he back to rap man didn't he learn
Soon he'll disappear, it'll be like it were
Like inventions made by Phineas
Liz Taylor tried to joke me
Cause I keep it green like the other side of bill hicks be
When he gets mean,
Think fast before I blast hoes,
Like
clap, with a tap of the dash board:
Boys in cars,
Drive To Kill,
Buy them both with dollar bills.
I was real,
I was free.
Guess you couldn't fathom me
I'll never stop
I don't give a fuck
If it's me against a million billion of ya'll mother fuckers
I will never stop
I bust six out the roof
By the times she reached her teens,
She'd turned John Miller green,with jealousy
Just like you knew she would.
And then the flowers started,and she
lanes like John Cena you can't see me
I said eat my dust stupid bitch you used to hate on me
Now you wish you could be me
Counting up these blue hundreds
of diamonds
Drivin' with my leg out of my sunroof whilin'
Watchin' those right turns
They want me to by groceries and hosieries
Plus the want to know the Deez,
I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself
What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by
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