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happened I dare not say
He told his son not to go to far ahead
Called to him but heard nothing instead
The trail by the river came to an end
And he never saw

Hemingway by Dan Johnson
 
John was a soldier, from deep down in Florida,
He turned eighteen on Key West.
The Army would get him, and as soon as they

make em freeze 
Na they can’t tell me nothing 
Yeah someone come set me free 

Nawze8 cant show no love 
Ya know my heart is broke 
I’m feeling down i

the Slauson
And sought the girls out, Casanova not
Ugly duckling wasn't worried bout me now they want my Johnson out
No sir, huh, one woman man
Give that girl

life
That's why we burn dutchies through the night
Always equipped with blunts to toke
Choke on marijuana smoke
Make me spit so infectious
Magic Johnson

zone
I switched up my posture
I ain't giving up friend zone its better than nothing
I'm headed for the end zone like Calvin Johnson
You probably talking

Johnson
Holme they had him upstate
Free Leek they got 'em upstate
With his Browns on and his chucks
Looking at them pictures
Staying up late (Reminiscing)

zone
I switched up my posture
I ain't giving up friend zone its better than nothing
I'm headed for the end zone like Calvin Johnson
You probably talking

gettin' fatter, bruh
Pull up in a Maxima
Turned up to the maximum
We in here layin' tracks again
This here was designed
And it wasn't by no accident
Like

Aww
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea

Yea
I ain't nothing like the next chic
Ain't no body flyer than organchics
If you see me in the street I'm probably headed

hoe
I'm the illest nigga, check my Wikipedia
Steven-Johnson syndrome.(soul)
Bathe an Ape, Boxer-briefs
300 dollar belt for nothing
Bastard passed

i 
I don’t even know why they try 

Written by 
Sean Johnson

Hello, This is a prepaid debit call from
"Aisha Johnson"
An inmate at the cook county department of corrections
To accept this call press zero

war,
Lyndon Johnson said a US ship had been hit by Viet Cong
And though it was a lie, he still sent troops to die
In the name of keeping communism out

on no one was there for me
So I flew back south flew back right by the beach
It was a little big town
Wine beer and whiskey
I kept on calling your phone I

the paint like I'm Rodman Niggas can't fuck with the squadron
I'm from the home of the jacking and robin Niggas ain't going to college
Forty be pack, right by

Sandra Johnson had always been fascinated with the idea of aliens, but she never thought she would actually encounter any herself
That all changed

until they get killed by somebody
And it could be anybody, streets are a like a slot machine
If I go, I'll at least take a few coppers with me
Nothings

Do Is Smoke Weed & Suck My Dick (Suck It)
But I'am Not c Sucker, I'am Not c Lick (Nah)
OG Bags Of The Gas (OG) That's 36 (Cali)
I'm Magic Johnson w/My

bullying cowards attract monsters bullies and cowards
The man's a coward he's a monstrous bullying coward

How can anybody be remotely surprised by what has

Written by
Sean Johnson

the crowd start going, you can't tell who cheering or booing
From the bottom, we climb
I swear to God, my nigga, we fought for it all
I got slimed by my

Strange Behaviour

Roots Manuva

Brand New Second Hand

1999

[Verse One]
I can't quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin round my gate
Started fiending for a Jack& but had no cash
I

on a shrunken head

And all the king's men
Spread the pieces on the floor
By the time they fit together
We had forgotten what they were for

Pretending like she's