Lyrics:
going for another long dive
Some call me Father
Others call me Johnny Topside
Long forgotten
I was swept up by the wrong tide
Thought my bed was made
But
executed's chair is soft
Thе executer's chair is hard
I am the heroin king of the piazza
I am the heroin king of the harbour
The porcelain pillow,
am meine bi?
Shmoneyma in the buildin', rrrrraah
Big Man Shit, darum fahri nume big Trucks
Diamonds mache Flic Flacs, das heisst i ha big Bucks
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
as a gorilla Westbank man I grew up by the Villa, you either ball or you’re basic or racist, Big Fav man I made it in those trenches like....
Repeat 2
Verse 1
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Said he a stepper
Bet he better show me than
I got choppers in the trunk
Man they from Jepan
Too much ice up on my neck
I feel like am johnny dang
I
these bitches is big fans (big fans)
In my corner is big mans (big mans)
Try to run up on me then saw the Glock and that bitch ran (bewm)
Hella times
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
My number one goal is to get her out the hood
Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section
Me and my dawgs proteted by Smith & Wessons
Any nigga
Fusion 2007 hörts euch an, alter!
Meine Jungs und ich machen alles platt
Und was soll man sich wünschen
Wenn man alles hat?
Ich repräsentier' eine
Run it, run it, run it, run it
Now I'm on top of them game remember I was nothing
If I talk to your girl, man I swear you lucky
Oh, swim in it, oh,
'll do it
'Cause two times 222 is 444, oh man, I knew it
I was bound to cut my math class, I just couldn't get into it
It's a big club, we're dancing
"Well, when Johnny was first starting out
He was signed to this personal service
Contract, with a big bandleader and as
His career got better
bottles from buy n save,
I here, pretending like I am paid, but I am slave,
to chains, not iron made,
Can't shield myself like an Iron maid,
Ironic how
I'm a polite man
Bang bang here I am - cl Capone is my name - I'm a businessman
I got my gun for the case of cases I got my chicks in thousand places
I
shit yo
It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid
Shoot out the speakers when my guns get Jurassic
Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic
will listen, please
I am an old cow puncher and here I'm dressed in rags
I used to be a tough one and go on great big jags
Once I had a home, boys,
LA, my life a movie
Aye big Bnb shit
We gon' fill 'em up with groupies
Niggas said they on my head, well, nigga
Shoot me
2022, I'm taking over, bitch,
And we’ll get messed up and go mess around.
What are you waiting for a cue?
Man, come on let me get a Kool and then them rules up out you!
I’m just one big
god-damn arms race (sing it out loud)
This ain't a scene, it's god-damn arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress
I'm the leadin' man
Big Money Tiger let get it huh
Hook
I’m on tv now you can see me boy I am on tv now we getting money boy I am on tv now
of the Johnny-Jump-Up
After leavin' the third I came out by the yard
Where I walked into Brophy the big civic guard;
'Come 'ere to me boy don't you know I
.jpg/300px-Johnnie_Clarke_dans_le_Rastafest_2015_du_théâtre_Fairmount_(2).jpg "Johnny Clarke")
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