Lyrics:
Lead
Chorus
There is no way around this
I'm in way too deep this time
The future holds our memories
That only seem like yesterday
Lead Vocals: John
John F. Kennedy
This how I live, I ain't saving no pictures, I ain't gotta keep up with images
Ain't talking food, I just fucked two bitches by mistake
make
Sure them chores done
Scam god, ran it up by my fourth run
Christian Loubs got me sticking out
Like a sore thumb
(Jose the Plug, Primo Beats
Jose
Met the right girl and it sounds cliche
but we decided not to take it slow
I said why wait your my soulmate
Took her by the hand in the golden
again
With my flesh I'm goin back and forth
Like this was Wimbledon
Look ain't no way in hell you perfect
Don't try to put that title on me
Judging me
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
quién llegó bori and Porto way
Mr rocksteady everyday, all day
My man call me Tone
They're all calling me José oye, oye
Deja el tripeo
Ahora si la cosa
If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond
streak not talking Call of duty
Way back then didn't act like you knew me
Now I'm getting payed get you out the way and I'm unfazed by the situation not
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
But I seen a lot of things along the way
And I did a lot of thinkin' on the way
I rode by a house
With the windows lighted up
Lookin' pretty
a Wack Rapper's Almanac
Me follow that hollow crap, no way Jose
I'll seek out a better sound, to somethin Premier plays
Days will go by, and soon you'll
Bitch I'm the shit John Crapper
Look at my fit I got dapper
Fuck every bitch and every rapper
Let me talk my shit I don't matter
Bitch I'm the shit
Take It Slow
by ODDSLANE from the album Last Night On Cherokee
Last night on Cherokee saw things no one should ever see
Everything went San Jose
your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in
succinct, persuasive
My client needs a strong defense
You're the solution
Who's your client?
The new U.S. Constitution?
No
Hear me out
No way
March, march, march, march
Boomdizzle, baby
Way back in 1776
Who would have thought we would have had these chicks
Sum kinda slim and some
serious, evidence on the interior
No flying spirit, my spirit need clean a bit
Swallowing grief and the grievances, just keep it convenient
Way that I do it
weekend
God all mighty, Olivia Newton John got married, Sally Field got married, Jamie-Lee Curtis got married, it was like last call at a singles bar.
yawning and I'd made it by 20
I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back (back, back)
Yeah, yeah yeah, ay
What it is Block?
Boyz N Da Hood
Let's ride, nigga
Ay, ain't no
watch ya gyal
Yuh pum pum a jump like a frog for a john
Cause me fuck you so good you say "Oh God
Oh God"
You cum just by thinking about how me
Ram it
but ima take it day by day
Empath and a king and ima always feel your pain
We travel different roads but you always in my heart
Let it be John Lennon
to anybody's sympathy.
© 1982 by Jose cntonio Ponce Published by Jose cntonio Ponce
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