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a lot of renovating myself
Kane ain't never been known for
Limit's breaking my "self"
Club shit and thug shit, innovatin myself
But you'll never catch

the shit so she calls me the John
I'll keep her till I find my queen, she a pawn
Y'all would pawn away your soul just to get on
So I yawn
And I called most

path, obliteration and every single laugh is practice to my craft (Haha)
So grab a raft cause I'll throw you over like my last did to me 
Wait, fuck it, I

(Ayy, who that?)
(John Gotitt)
You know I been used to havin' foes (go PayDay, go)
Yeah, yeah

You know I been used to havin' foes (foes)

A Trip Out of Town

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em

After the fall
After the fall
After the fall
I'll find you

After the fall
After the fall
After the fall
I'll find you

Unexpected out from

War [Previously Unreleased Track]

Goldfinger

Prisoners of War

2007

The world makes no mistakes
Your heart is gonna break
But I'll be there to catch you when you fall
When you fall

I'm off to face the reaper
(I'm off to face

don’t look at me
Cause these bars will catch a felony
I’m sure you’ll remember me
By the way I take out these
MC’s in twos like memory
Don’t get mad cuz
I

my murder I aint shoot nobody 
They wanna judge me by raps they like you John Gotti 
Talking bout this aint political 
If it's not then why you feel

John Lee Hooker for President

Ry Cooder

Pull Up Some Dust and Sit Down

out. 
What you want.
 
I said look man, I'm John Lee Hooker, I sing the blues. 
They said the President don't have time for the blues. 
I said look

machine
Or I'll knock you as high as a kite

I talked to John into visiting the mango city
Where he purchased his own machine
He began dispensing mangoes

about to go pop it
Block nine, I'll make them dance till they dance till they
Catch me, catch me, catch me, catch me

Catch me dreaming of the six figures

fantasize about me
(Do you think about me)
I'm joking
But you know I'm blessed with the Saint John, yeah
You more than a case like Louie handbag
You know I

Young rich nigga know I'm cocky
I'll take your ankles if you try to cross me 
Got an MP5 that kick like Rock Lee 
Pay attention know I'm John Gotti

On the mosty cruel
Henry Hall and David Lloyd betty Grable too

Hello, this is John, speaking with his voice
(Huh) We're all very happy to be able
To talk to you

retreat
You could never rival my energy
Catch 'em wav riding like MP3
Come through, it's chaos, all I know, chaos
Boutta turn up the entropy

I'll twist

all up
Till I dry, set fire to me

When you drive by, say hi to me
Nah, fuck it, when you drive by
Shoot me like five times till my life
Flat lines with

I Spit it clean, 16, fuck you mean
Sex wit me , far from nice, I’ll fuck you mean 
You’ve been lost, all your life on yo knees 
Touching D is such

No Limit Soldiers

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But

Hook1
This is chess not checkers if you're looking for clues
I'll put that smack down straight in your face, your move
I put that smack, I put that smack,

i'mma strive by any means
If I lose sleep reaching for my dream
It's well worth it, I'll make that back, the grind ain't perfect
Some of my brothers

the holes in the fences 
Aint blinded by the gold cuz we been rich 
Thats why I'm on my toes when suspense hit 
For any who oppose get ya shit ripped you

you how to play this game for a small fee
Glock goin up like a tuesday
I'll teach you to ball I aint talkin 2K
John Doe niggas, now they got no name

Masters of the Universe

Binary Star

Masters of the Universe [LA Underground]

on collisions in these rap competitions
My crew catch records turns their frames into scrape metal
Off to the junk yard
Cuz ain't nobodies on my rap level you