Lyrics:
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where
In your natural state, you look better by the way
Hip-hip-hooray, I bought a sick whip today
Bust down Patek face, you think I'm playin' patty cake,
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
made by God can't deny The curves on your waist I want wined
I said girl you make me telele Finger to these niggas like welele
Baby take my money, take
into a drugstore
Just to cure his daily need
Didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed
Oh, Johnny
See that nun, she's his sister
[Chorus]
Sex, and drugs, and dirty money
On the race to rule the world, you
Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds
Your time is up now
Three, Two,
family.
Accually he did but he forgot who they be.
Johnny often liked to go out on the town.
He'd forget where he'd be going, so he'd just wander 'round.
I
Johnny Lo, he was an Anchorage Joe, and he'd been going out to school in L.A.
Peggy Sue, she was a college kid too, and she had driven out from
you lick me right
I'll do it all night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga
Though I like the way you
Scream
(Here we go!)
Here we go (Here we go!)
'Hini Jonez, Johnny Pub and Stanstro
Stro
I've got the beat, I'll rock it and dump it
Emcees, your armor is
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sat beneath the tree by
Hang out the window on my opps, I don't get car sick
These niggas in testing nino, they can't be intelligent
I put a band-aid on your face, you a Saint
family
Actually he did, but he forgot who they be
Johnny often liked to go out on the town
He'd forget where he'd be going so he'd just wander around
I
you go and do this time?
It's gonna be like it's gonna be
'Cause it's gonna play like it's gonna play
Count your blessings one by one
Baby this time
fucking head)
And as I count the ways that I've
Said "fuck you" to the man
I don't care who thinks that
I've sold out or not (I don't care)
Since going
Who knows why some
Men walk the straight
And narrow while others
Loose their way and
Wind up going astray
Little Johnny is tired of living
So he
get away
With contaminating their best customers this way?
Here's a message from
The sponsors of, 'The Johnny Carcinogenic Show'
The sponsors of,
go Johnny go, go;
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit up in the trees by
Johnny Go, Go
Go Johnny Go, Go
Go Johnny Go, Go
Go Johnny Go, Go
Johnny be good
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by
and bones, are getting distanced homie
And I'm not a clingy person
But these acts are not by intentions homie
Your lost
And I'm searching for your soul
I'm
My young nigga going crazy in the studio
Rollxn
Stay focused nigga continue pressing forward
Handle your candle
On the set
Johnny get behind us let
broke into a drugstore
To cure his daily need
He didn't mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed
Oh johnny
You see that nun, she's
Yo, Johnny, man, it's me
I heard some shit's been going down with your girl
I'm really sorry to hear that, man, that sucks
But hey, look, if
Jonnhy
Johnny
Johnny
Johnny
Whip
Whip
Whip
Whip
Johnny Test
Whip that boy I hit him in his chest
Pussy boy I'm comin for yo mothafuckin' neck
Johnny
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