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might make them undress
Oh fo' sure, Solo ho­e, minus E and add the three
Three eyes to the third, murdered in the thirty-three
Holy shit, who is this?

him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me

Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam

stop, the crew cut
Jaw head, Johnny the jump to the dreadlock
Two jerk chicken and rum
Punch the pestilence false prophets fumbling
Fun funds to let me

us
No Johnny
No hype man no tour dates
No deal no DJ
Just a passion for the wordplay
For a decade I surveyed
And what I noticed
Is all this hokus pocus

the son and the holy spirit
And his army of angels are asking how can we help you
Trust me like Capitec Bank God is your one solution

For God is a brand

down on her knees
Worshipping me while i pour her my holy oil
I was born for this bruv!
Call me the son of the soil
Skinny but she call me daddy because

arrive
It’s right on time

Holy Ghost, count me in. I’m all in.
Hold me close. I still got soul to give.

Oh so long ago, I sold my soul way down

for the spirit walker walker
Man on a mission Johnny walker walker
I dey my lane make nobody bother
Holy man keep your holy water oh water
This life

heat, feel that heat
Man this place on fire, feel that heat, feel that heat
Oh no, Johnny heating up, got holy bread we eating up
Bible is my blicky, tuck

to light
And their noise
Seems to be pretty polite
And I see people frightened
By me screaming
Do they see I am crying,
Feeling lonely?
All I have is

of my mistakes
I've got a brand new name
I walk by faith not shame
He Rebuilt His temple in three days
They said he couldn't do it
Fired a watered moat

Closing Time

Leonard Cohen

Songs from the Road [Blu-Ray]

2010

We're drinking and we're dancing
And the band is really happening
And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high
And my very sweet companion
She's

Releasing Hypnotical Gases

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

a land of the holy
I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran
cause I couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand
So don't ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane

an average of a hat trick
Inspired by the hood like a
Back flip on a mattress
But I grew up in a trailer then a tractor
Not a mansion never write my lyrics boy

raised by them solids
God help my Uncle Johnny
It's poison in his body
He ain't mean it if he did it
I pray for his forgiveness
Last night I had a dream

eye closed
Blind leading the Blind into deepest holes
They still tryna Blow like Johnny and Penelope
To focused on my future while these witches use

the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by

I like to watch

Now gather round and hear the song of good old Jack the Lad
This slippery son ensnared by none, he never could be had
Four times they tried to lock

at it like crack addicts, we cooking serving em heat
Flame on we torch em like Johnny Storm, read em and weep
We smoking OG by the OZ
Why they acting like

Believe It

M People

Fresco

1997

Spent Sunday morning in the air
Liquid lizards, laissez faire.
The Holy Cow on a gravy train
A little stain, so much pain.
Hey little angels

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

women like Bobby did Whitney
That's why the only blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth barbecue at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down

Shadows on the Sun

Brother Ali

Shadows on the Sun

2004

I like the snares loud enough to make your eyes blink from it
Only male with the Holy Grail, drink from it
I keep an eye on heaven and a ear

seeding, sowing, growing
But not knowing and not showing
What I created and devised, so I became a ghost
Going coast to coast, kneaded by life
And then left