Lyrics:
visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin' to death that's painted by the numbers
With Krylon applied pressure, cats is playin God
By havin' children
gimme 25
by spots and hit the door, I hear somebody knock
damn how time flies when you havin fun
all the things we did when we were young
still stayed
streaked
And played the lightsaber song
I'm so embarrassed
By how much smoke
It's so hard to flirt
When you are constantly stoned
Now I'll stopped by
Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull
white men for their ills and not havin’ isms
Blaming white men for their ills and not havin’ isms
verse two
As we pass through life, we learn by
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
partners from Oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mind game, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up
shit
Time is runnin out and this shit loud
Attention seeking shit
Lights come on the police by the pole
We finna do the dash
Runnin for our freedom like
Still black so the one-time react as if under attack
Ain't nothin changed but district range, feel no pain
Mr. Big Bad Insane Black John McClane with
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
the Sweet Delta Dawn"
Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
When the sweet Magnolia blossomed
Cotton fields as white as snow
Catfish John
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
cute little divos
Or rich city guys that just want to enjoy
By havin' a very good time and behave
Very bad in the arms of a boy
There's a she-wolf
taking me to Marrakesh
Come on board to Woodstock
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was a song
limit cause I’m thinking above and beyond Busy putting time in these bars ain’t lookin for bonds.
Hard drive full of crack gotta Hundred Folders buzz
a can with your peers
In the words of Q-tip and Anderson, "cheers!"
Make a toast to making the most of the time when you’re happiest, yeah and I be
I ain't need to be hooked up with no nigga
Circle smaller inna hood nigga
Containin hard-knocks-degree-havin hood niggas
Motherfuckin real nigga
Ask
a key to my place
I'm not doing anything wrong
I'm working hard, and when I am not
I take liquid shots to the dome
Mr. John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
they all hard-headed, but I ain't got the patience (aight?)
Don't want me havin' no patience, turn into more patients
More trips to ICU 'cause I see
neighborhood celebrity
Is coppin rocks off the news kids on the block
At the same time tryna school them
But these hoodlums got heads as hard as the rocks that
time
Life has been a hard time
Like I work on part time
I’m coming like a punchline
Yeah
I’m a man of my word
Soaring like a bird
Yeah I’m back yeah
pockets bodybuild
Push the Volvo through the smog
Nother body prolly killed
We be like la di da di day
Time to get so fly today
In the city that I'm from
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
and hard in-between times
He weathered the storm and came through
He won great acclaim and great riches and fame
The genius of John Lough the whole world
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