Lyrics:
feel the pull form the moon
(Splashing I ain’t ever gonna fit in your box)
Got me feeling like H gimme space gimme room
(Well You must be like water_)
and the
Jeep is shakin' the snake
Like a man upon the move for a
Doll who doesn't hesitate
Bad John
You hear the sound of a sad song
And when
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look
Boy, we jackin' war, we ain't jackin' beef
Niggas wanna fight, put him in the sheets
.30 got the ray,
if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"
Doc is like poppy, supplying you
Sound from the subbasement, "Spread the word"
Like uncureables from dirty bird, beyond basic
John Wu these fake niggaz, give 'em replacements
Sound from the subbasement, "Spread the word"
Like uncureables from dirty bird, beyond basic
John Wu these fake niggaz, give 'em replacements
I preach my dear friends you are about to receive on john barley
Corn, nicotine and the temptations of eve.
[john doesn't sing/say this first
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
humming
Dynamite, dynamite, clef I got the cash
Yo let's skip town like harlem nights
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my
Im John with the stick Madden
Went and did my thing slid away like Aladdin
Really gotta get my bread up not worried about a ring for a baddie
But
the light and heat it up like "la cocina"
Make without imagine happen but maybe I'm just a dreamer
I love rockin' tracks like John Coltrane love Naema
Some Facts are Alternative © Sandy Rapp 2017
I like John Lewis he's noble and he's strong.
When Martin was a-marchin' he was marchin' right along.
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn
Got the right to bear arm, ring
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
was brought by Saint John
Where things lost on earth
Can be found, here again
The cart was pushed to the sky by mighty horses rode
The earth from
A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me
Darling it is no joke this is lycanthropy
The moon's awake now with eyes wide open
My body's craving so feed
beats like John Wayne Gacy (Yeah)
In my town, ain't no TMZ, just cops behavin' crazy
Stressed out, need some CBD to calm me lately
Profound from the trees
numb the feeling
I recognize the mistakes I've made
So I sit alone in this empty place got me singing like
I swing my feet for the one time sitting by
the sunshine, I love the summertime
I like Corona light, I like the water slides
I like the way that the moon makes reflections on the waves
It reminds me of my
His heart was pounding like a Boss-Nova
In her hair was a four–leaf clover
""Tonight's the night,"" he thought over and over
The moon was bright but
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
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