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they'll beat on my chest like John Bonham's drums
I guess I'll call an Uber man I gotta go home
How many lousy bars is a man gonna roam
Before he realizes

a revolution
Now they see that I'm a young John Brown
And they can't do nothin
Remember lunch lines and study
Time as a freshie now we top of class, made

Unbothered by you hoes you bitches are weak
And why that hoe talk shut up when I speak
And I can't be copied cause bitch I'm unique
She goes back home claiming

you richly
Teaching others with psalms and singings
Come up out of this world and repent
Do good, eschew evil
Seek peace and pursue it
The Lord is near

the head
Of John the Baptist in a dream
Or the condensed milk of kindness
A blessed oil that has bathed
Us like the Sparrow heals
But truly
Heaven

Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.

[CHORUS]
It's gone be  much more than that .
(Much more than that) 
We  Partying tonight,  
Know I ain't coming back

life got not a flaw
SoArrogant on my body came a long way from Sean Johns
Key finished law
We casually decide on lunch in the Bronx, huh
They don't want

on my guys
Drop kick call me John wick oh my
I see your bitch passing by, oh hi
Boutta take her to the Telly break her back all nigh
Make a bitch fall in

carcass
John Wayne running a circus
Consumed by all the darkness
Killing with out purpose
All the body parts will never
Reach the fuck surface
Running

friends That you left Barry, that you can't marry
A man would played your heart away like he was John Terry

How bitches lie about they ex and then pull

sides
Besides ain't nobody
Fucking with each line
Palm sticks
Searching for ya dog
Like I'm John Wick
Calm grip
Convicts common with conflicts
Got em

yeah
No hole in my blood, you can tell by
my flesh yeah
Wearing Dior sneaks but I'm not running or jogging
Niggas on the gram, call the internet logging

me 
Gave His son so He could redeem me
He's always forever beside me yeah!

Yeah yeah!
I'm overwhelmed by the reckless, endless,

and do a drill by myself, don't need no clique
Tell him stop the watchin', he can't get his Stick

Stomach shot a make you bow like they do at the mosque

Made ya team throw in the towel, you ain’t doin’ ya job

Yeah,
This a Tank fight

Threw you in some

A box full of tissues, a clock on the wall
A cold glass of water, a sky that might fall
She's got Sergeant Peppers signed by them all
John George,

cnd many young blokes have been taught by his hand

There's Ray, Dave and John with their entries paid in
Good men with good dogs and all hoping to win

around town in a private Lear
cnd by sun down, I'm up out of here
Power, paper, palace is so high
Lookin over skyscrapers, wildin out in Dubai
Do I look

Made by dividing John & Jackie into three, technically five, but this story is mine
Yet its reverberations are for anyone who looks and feels like me

they're formed against me
But they won't prosper, back up on my Tintin; I'm proud like Oscar (Yeeet, Trudy!)
Feeling grounded planted by The Living Water;

because I promise you I'll notice you yeah, I'm just a nigga who hopped on my bag
Yeah, I'ma show you how a solider move I thought I was trippin' by holding

You've been claimed by the sun
Despite the consequences I follow
I've been been tracking you down like an animal
Because that's just what you are

can get hard, But I'ma stay a savage
Play the block and toss a P, Like I'm John Paxton
Tryna take my play, I'm tryna make a way
Got caught up in that

wanted to leave
And his name was Steve
Was it John?

He would never want to go
And I couldn't tell what he was so
I sat down on the toilet

Poopy poopy