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I remember Jr. High, John Burrows Middle School. 
One of the 5 black stators way before it got cool. 
Mr. Connor was his name, my teacher from my

ain't nobody that can ever defuse me
I defeat ya (Ha!)
John Travolta, lightning-fast, I grease ya
Matter of fact, let the records show that I beat ya

in the mirror like John Cena I can't feel my face
I'm just a geeked up individual
Voices in my head used to fuck up my mental bro
I know it could be

we didn't have much

I can still hear grandma readin'
That red letter Book of John
I can still smell coffee in the kitchen
Ol' Don Williams

John Kennedy O'Brien
In the year of 1963.
I left my home in Boston, Massachusetts
And crossed the sea.
To find the stones that marked the time in history

Pimp Life

Devin

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

pimp life, I chose to live the pimp life

People ask me question 'bout this
People ask me question 'bout that, say what?
I'm a handsome John

The Escape

Chris de Burgh

Moonfleet & Other Stories

2010

him away, 
For he could not walk with a bullet in the leg, 
and they made for the safety of the Purbeck cave

T'was there that John would read one

Dick's Automotive

Rugburns

Mommy I'm Sorry

1995

One, two, one, two, three, quattro

John was living in Ocean Beach, 
California with his girlfriend, Julie, when he decided one day, 
"Hey, Jule,

that
I been grinding like john wall I hit the gym like that

We don't come to play
Don't hit me up unless I'm getting payed
You know that I'm grinding I

the cellar
Like I'm John Wayne Gacy
I don't have a fucking clue why they hate me
Killer Among Us, but don't you sus me
Fuckin' on yo bitch and then she suck me

the cellar
Like I'm John Wayne Gacy
I don't have a fucking clue why they hate me
Killer Among Us, but don't you sus me
Fuckin' on yo bitch and then she suck me

Gang Sign

Army of Freshmen

Beg, Borrow, Steal

Up to no good, incarcerated Crescentwood
Pushing insane, thinking I was John Wayne
Life was looking grim, can you hear me, can you hear me, you

John Stockton cuz I'm good wit my assist
Ian never been the type to cry or pout a bitch
You the type nicca that'll give your keys to a fuckin bitch
I

on going fast I'm like a Tesla
Man these niggas keep on going but can't catch us
B-b-bitch I'm next up
Like John Cena, you can't see I'm a wrestler
Run down

Then I'm John Stockton

Your girl was fouling so I shot my Shoot just like a free throw
If I don't hit then he's gone hit so I Passed up to linko

pull us over, bae, you know she hidin' with the wig

And like I said before, I call him John Wick when he with the sig
Niggas hatin', niggas busy, see

booming like bombs
Call me papa, but no im not john
Call me papa, i don't know your mom
Swag! having tons
Put on all black up under the sun
Yes, i dress in

Godfather, god body, a god in the flesh
I'm John Gotti, Bumpy John of my set
Getting business addressed
Getting shit off my chest
We come from traps oppressed

grow, lemme blow then I glow
Lemme roll then I smoke
"WinterFell" I'm cold, not a John but I snow
Yeah I don't need any coat
It's motivation I quote,

upset cuz you lonely and down and out
Check my account cause I swear I got big amounts
Feel like John Cena I know you can't see me now (ay)

Promise I

grappling 
Sayin I dont do it well, I’m not John cena while I’m rappin
Im Way better, way clever the sky is fallin
With the world crumbling I managed to find

I told my dawg sick ‘em 
And don’t retrieve ‘em
I get sicker than John Wick 
I’m lit
I heat it up, yeah 
This is what you get 
Man’s best friend in

called that girl seniorita
I'm hiding like john cena
I pray to lord that somebody seen her

Got Cash in my hand but he will flip
Make money of numbers

they always hating on your name? 'Cause they fear it
Give them all of me like John, I'm a legend
Word to Bush drug war nigga, I'm a veteran