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John Lee Hooker for President

Ry Cooder

Pull Up Some Dust and Sit Down

When I first came to town people 
I was walkin' down Pennsylvania Avenue.
I heard a lot people talking 'bout the White House. 
I decided I'd drop

rebound 
Cause when your relationship is through 
That motherfucker won't hold you down 
Now it's time to see what John can do 
When I give him a 

House

WINGS

The Black Eyed Peas

Masters of the Sun, Vol. 1

2018

John Legend's set (yeah)
Me and you could take a time
Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
Hey bae, you got the hourglass type shit

an attack by an unknown enemy

Huh
Yeah
Huh

Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'

one last time let yo son say goodbye 
I'd give everything you're not by my side but you're always on my mind 
I'd give everything can't move on can't

Milton

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall and Co.

1979

to the bottom a' trav'lers hell
When he'd check us in a remote motel
And he'd grab the clerk by his shirt an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, ¿no

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

out the muhfuckin' room
'Cause they don't fuckin'

I'd like to propose a toast
I said toast, motherfucker

And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
And they

Please, don't blow that shit nowhere by me
I know bush when it floats by me, uh
They ain't never believed in me
Why'd I make it to the party? Uh
Honestly,

John

Lil Wayne

John [Edited Version]

2011

an attack by an unknown enemy

Huh
Yeah
Huh

Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'

like a fat farm
Mickey the D what you 
Eat now that's fat harm
Big Onna jeans poppa 
Sneaks fubu phat farm

Bro say I train em
Then kick em to curb
He

Went from having half a zip to having half bags on me
I don't need no gang
I don't need no bitch
I don't need no shooter
I'm my own John Wick
I trap by

We called 'em football heads when we'd sell 'em
We was goin' fed, movin' football heads, called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a,

to look behind
I'd look at her as if to say it's alright

Those words we'd never speak
In this oh so simple Routine
We'd walk 10 yards apart down that

beatin Mother Nature
Down to her knees
By makin more papers than trees
Niggas please - it's goin down

It's goin DOWWWN! (Uhh like this y'all)
(It's goin

at God's right hand
O Jesus, born to save us
Grant us discerning sight
That true till death we serve you
And witness to your light

For John, belov'd

at God's right hand
O Jesus, born to save us
Grant us discerning sight
That true till death we serve you
And witness to your light

For John, belov'd

momento
I'd rather get screwed than scrutinized
I'd rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't fucking it's Uber time
I rather be advised than supervised

Yeah, uhhh
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
You see, it's bad enough that God's people are divided by man because of race
They're trying

I'd be married by now 
You're the Faith to my Tim
We'd be havin kids settling down 
Oh I can get drunk I can pretend you and me will last till after

Catfish John

Dickey Lee

Ashes of Love

1976

magnolias blossomed cotton fields as white as snow

v2: Catfish John was a river hobo living down by the river's bend
Thinkin' back I still remember I was

on Lean by the four (whoa)
Anywhere I go, I glow (whoa)
First and the third in row (woo)
Junkies, they beatin down the door (woo)
Thumb through that

talking food, I just fucked two bitches by mistake
But I don't go on dinner dates, bitches come from different ways
Got AKs on the interstate, bust down

Rock & Roll Rebels

Steppenwolf

Rock & Roll Rebels

1987

Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte

And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she

go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
Word to god doc throw more lines then