Lyrics:
He said he was the grandson of Johnny B. Goode
Some thought he couldn't but I thought he could
He set his mind talkin' about Elvis lookin' like
me want to scream
Sliding in supreme
Ladies sing the blue
I can never loose
Life is fine
Langston Hugh
Always make em move
Jump Jump criss cross
Im
sings the blues
The world keeps knocking on my front door
I just can't see to pay the rent no more
The one thing that I keep longing for
Is when
You know I, this is James Brown
I'm such a lover of people
Because people did so much for me
I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind
And I feel
Phonte, Rozay Ricky
It ain't all rosey like Andre say
We lost three legends, Whit, Etta James, MJ
Gotta protect the kids where I live
My pen state (Penn
Mic check test 1, 2 blue sing on me
You destined for fame don't you be ashamed
Tune into the game if that's Patron James
Then call me Dewayne Spade
James Infirmary
I saw my baby there,
She's laid out on a cold white table,
So so cold, so white, so fair."
"Let her go, let her go, God bless
You know I, this is James Brown
I'm such a lover of people
Because people did so much for me
I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind
And I feel
Hear the silent screams, feel the fright
When reality's illusion, which is right
Finally...James Dean and two drag queens
Chaperoned by Miss Norma Jean
by her side
Instruments tied to the top and the back
Because the Blue Valley songbird
Is singing tonight
One nighter's, honky tonk's, years flying by
her sing like Etta James
We going ass up face down
I’m trynna test your range out
You trynna test the mic out
Just don’t choke or bite down
Ass fat but
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
a song for America,
Home of the red, white, and blue.
Land of Marilyn Monroe and James Dean,
Apple pie, baseball, and Shell gasoline,
And if you don't love
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove
way
I headed out for western skies
Cap on my head and a bottle of booze
Sing sing the highway blues
Sing sing the highway song
Down by the old highway
Sing of the sun sing of the moon
Cry in our hearts tears like lemon drops
Blinded by love a power in touch
Cold barren land desserts heat
Colourless
my fuckin' chair so
I can line him up (Bah, bah, bah)
Bitch, I'm in the Southeast, nigga
We scared of what? (Ayy)
When you catch 'em by theyself
They
It was down to the old Joe barrom
On the corner by the square
They were serving the drikns as usual
And the usual crowd was there
I was down
cane I been a stain
Inside of niggas brains I entertain like Etta James
I been estranged not been afraid bitch get it straight
Give ya bitch pleasure
(The sound of Musik)
I hear the James Brown song
Hear the church choir sing (the sound of Musik)
And it's the people's voice
They're gonna bring up
(The sound of Musik)
I hear the James Brown song
Hear the church choir sing (the sound of Musik)
And it's the people's voice
They're gonna bring up
McKinney
His eyes were bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd around him
And these were the words he said
I went down St James infirmary
To see my baby
McKinney
His eyes were bloodshot red
He turned to the crowd around him
And these were the words he said
I went down St James infirmary
To see my baby
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