Lyrics:
something your not like a phase (Like a phase)
Sniper trickshots like I'm Faze (Like I'm faze)
Ya'll don't know where ya'll going like a maze
I always let
Committed many murders, obituary is laminated,
Saved them all on DVD, only kill if the camera facin',
In my direction, I chop the heads then i stop for
insane
Know this shit fire
Only thing that we be doing is going up higher and higher
Life is good
I just listen to my songs on my LG DVD player
They call
on the trigger and I'm never letting go
Old friends dial phones and get put on hold, new friends get respect
Cause most know the struggle of the road
Robert
what I am carrying
This magic is overbearing
This magic is kinda scary
Tired, but never weary
I'm Magic but you ain't Bird, I'm Johnson but you ain't
is kinda scary
Tired, but never weary
I’m Magic but you ain’t Bird, I’m Johnson but you ain’t Larry
This magic in solid form
Verses that help you grow
raised. Albert Johnson. Great shit
Never think a nigga lying when they prove they ain't shit
Know yourself. Know you're worth. Yeah I'm on that Drake shit
go down with the greatest
It's never enough, y'all wishin' is slim
I've been crazy in love, so I know how intense the pain is
It's dangerous
Tryna
work
Sittin' by the fire
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack
never knowing which road you're choosing
To you the next best thing
To playing and winning is playing and losing
You're the lucky one, I know
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the forth day of July
Jack of Diamonds, Jack
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the forth day of July
Jack of Diamonds, Jack
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the forth day of July
Jack of Diamonds, Jack
by.
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird
She warbles as she flies
But I never give her water
Till the forth day of July.
--- Instrumental
black
Curbstomp my conscience tell that mothafucka fight back
Call me Calvin Johnson; I'm a goat receiving rim
I be smoking on the potent my eyes red like
conscience
They talk but they never gone sponsor
Blow then they all on your Johnson
Blow up and they never stop calling
My love free man like I'm Morgan
A thug
I was born in Detroit home of the muscle
Mama birthed me outta Hutzel
Daddy quit the hustle
Got lock did a dime plus he never told
So baby it was me
How I ride, why I ride, never really had ta try
I, I, I eeuuhh
Nevermind that, black jack
Needle to da mainline junk prepared in a head that
a sack
In the crib surrounded by stacks
Let me bring it back
You don't wanna fuck with jack
I go hard on every track
In the crib counting up my racks
Can
I don't know man I'm just bored out of my mind
I just wanna hear some beats Wanna sit back and recline
Do a whole lot of nothin and act like
to hold my casket, so I cannot die
Born on April 7th, so you know I'm on my Aries shit
And I only ate her out, cause I know I'm a marry it
Damn, my bro got
it's not a curse
I be learning by the lesson, I ain't worried bout the work man
I ain't worried bout the work man
I ain't worried bout the work man
Know
fat, never ever flat.
Niggas wanna jack, my .45 ain't havin' that.
Hoes get no dough, so why try?
Think it's gonna be a hit 'n' run? wrong, it's
Jones! This songs for you.
This songs for you.
Let me tell you about a guy I know Mr. Jones
(DICK JOHNSON!)
For a pair of balls he's got a set of stones.
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