Lyrics:
killed off by folsom property tax
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost
Make off
killed off by folsom property tax
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost
Make off
long time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
Outside was
Street
Yo, I give your neck a break, you should be thanking me
Blazing the greatest weed, but when I pass the joint you know its laced with P.C.P.
And you
So I live just like john montgotti, ha
I trust nobody
[chorus]
[master p]
Yeah you know what I'm saying this goes out to all my niggaz out there
In
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world
"The ?"
(feat. Redman)
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's
[master p](talking)
What's up niggas?
I told y'all it's about to be on, nigga
We drop shit anytime we want to huh
Fell this nigga
It's real
Thirty two shots to split ya!
It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John could make ya richer!
Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air!
I'm
like CB (bling)
Yeah, I be that young John Doe, right by the front door
Benny Blanco part two you (bump 'em, Dino saw you)
I'ma run to the bank, Usain
my long john's
Jesus is the carpenter
Now this the deconstruction
No discussion
He gon bust in
Keep on ducking
He gon come an
Break your walls down
thi par body thi bare mein
Ch*tiya nhi jo raaz Kholu mein bed p
Raaz agar Jo tu kar de out
Jungle dawgs saare kar dete bang bey
Bullets out fir bar
Central Park was a thrivin' black town
Yo, Chuck, I'm fightin' the power right now
Thank you, Flav and P-E, puttin' it down
Puttin' your life on the line
long time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
Outside was
by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we
pinkies in the drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the days of yore
Hangin' out at Studio 54
Break-dancin' on the slick, brick disco floor
With Lionel
man, (huh) way before when Rouses came (yeah)
That's a fact, Kee done brought me back on that ignant shit
R.I.P. to VL Mike, we don't need to speak
won't break
So tell the devil take a hike
Break the curse, fight the fight
Cause you're coming out the dark
Turn around look at the light
You gotta keep
clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent
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Landsforeningen mot telling på hooket
Ref:
4-3-2, vil
sight of Jesus as he strolled on
And couldn't keep it in they had to shouted it out and told em
"There he go! The Lamb of God y'all Behold Um'!
John's
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
they asked Doc boy if he go tell him and he said yeah he'd go
He found old John sittin' in his homemade rockin' chair
Thumbin' thru a worn out Bible
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