Lyrics:
(so) so we die in the steam
Wyclef Jean
(What do you mean, John 3 16?)
This is how it is around the way, y'knahmsayin Muggs?
Wyclef.. and it don't stop
Chorus
I can do it by myself
I can do it.. Ion even need no help
I can do it by myself I can do it. Ion even need no help
Ion even need no help,
like no way Jose ok, Pon Pon P-Pon da Replay, this is my jam DJ, erybody go crazy when the song play, its about to go down, Mayday,
Hook: Its the Party
of mine from way back, Dr John
Yeah.
We're gonna do this-a, we're gonna do this song
That was written by a, while back by this-a British-a trumpet
Cause I am white, you know that they wanna question the artistry
No time to argue it, fellas, yeah we can agree just to disagree
Way in front of you,
ain't no John Mayer
It's The Chron Playa the way I slice it up I make them other chumps seem like a bald Razor
It's the Chron Playa the Punk with the Funk
I'm always just the brand new kid in town.
cnd by the way, could you bring me a sleigh.
Unless I'm living where there is no snow.
Instead I'll take
Fwy had to run the mph
Leeway she don't get an inch from meh
Hey okayyy
Born in da city that's by The bay
Runnin skits in San Jose
I swear Imma get
and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the dance floor
And I'm standing over by
they don't even know what they're doing
Spider: No!
John: I've, I've seen 'em a couple of times
Spider: Did did you see their uniforms?
John
(yeah yeah yeah)
I'm completely fascinated by you, babe
By how selfless and how kind you are to me (yeah yeah yeah)
It's that John's Gospel kinda love
It
trap strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in a city streets
That's all I ever heard from my
trap strapped in my armored truck
Your mami house next, tell that bitch to duck
Ain't no sympathying in a city streets
That's all I ever heard from my
bye
Ay so long
Ay be gone
I don't want no stressing tonight
Ay no way
Jose
Your safe
Let's play
Keep your loving by my side
If I told you they won't
John's Gospel kinda love
It ain't no love song
This my testimony
Just when I thought I won't feel this way again
Never met a love so good, babe
So pure
about it in
Another way Forget the NBA
I'm a kill 'em with the NCAA
If you and your bitch after St john
I get that scope and aim
Since I spot her I put
and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the dance floor
And I'm standing over by
number
Way in the middle of the air
Cryin' holy, holy to the Lord
Old John the baptist, old John divine
Frogs and snakes are gonna get John this time
takes up his fishing rod and bait
There'll be no church for him today
He knows just where the fishing's good
So down the road he makes his way
elsa the way this shit be frozen
Dripping in designer i really feel like i'm a mascot
You aint about that life go head take that mask off
Take no percs
Your Father is waiting there with open arms
Dear John,
People hurt you
And you know I've been hurt too
There's no way to escape it,
Don't let your pain
wore them down
John turned red shook his fist and said I swear by all I'm worth
I'm no fool I'll find the tool that will cut through the whole of your
kill
We was one squad, you broke out like Mike Scofield
I want fillet mignon, you want oatmeal
Add up our differences equals up to no meal
No mills,
on
KID from the old school
88 fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One
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