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Monkey Business

2005

get killed
So many damn rappers there's a stifle in heaven
My tongue is a weapon and plus when I bust all this stuff with Legend
When this Brooklyn

tryna find the words to spit some wicked flows
I am getting so high I think I'm flying in the sky
I don't know man I think she's saying high
Going out

perusing, choosing my future's worth

[You're listening to the John Coltrane Quartet
Playing a composition by...]

C Cedilla
Super villain
I guess killing

resing
KD in my blunt mixed with pure resin
I am not guilty, it was alleged
I'ma sing to this girl like John Legend
Gave perks all of me, I'm not John

see-through, you
Never expose what we do, you keep it moving like me too, so
Like a prophet, we earning trust, you by my side, that's a must, your
Beauty is

Big body Benz glass house by the coast
How I wish it was perfect
How it all could be perfect
Even with the highs and the lows I'm a king
Against all

the 80s
Niggas Popping pillies just to get by
I ain't sad bitch i pop to get high
New Prada bag got my girl fly
Think my whip depressed cause my doors

like the garden here?

I think it's simply splendid
I'm overwhelmed by it's sanctuary

So, you don't mind these high gates
And things and the walls?

Oh,

higher
Higher
Bring me high
Higher
Bring me high
So High
So High
So High
So High
So High
So High
So High
You bring me
So High
So High
So High
So High
You

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THE LEGEND REBORN

You run away, so afraid of making it wrong
To make a stand, raise your hands, you need to be strong
No one cares if you dare

Now thereu0027s so much tension, a revelation 
See something mentioned in my last conversation. 
Dinner, and a bottle of vino.
Iu0027m overrated like

legends
Nigga, we are legends
Nigga, we are legends
Nigga, we are legends
Peepin' over cliffs so high, you won't believe me
Smellin' so good, now I know you

Dear John

Styx

Return to Paradise

1997

Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would

daughter I love you.

We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep

and R.I.P. my guy
I'm smokin' cookies to get by, bitch, I'm high

Legends never die Still, I keep that Smith & Wesson sin on my side
If you wanna try, you gon'

nigga

Yo, you need to walk straight, master your high
Son you missin' out on was passing you by
I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry
But

Lord 
Take me to my hanging ground

John Hardy stood on the scaffold so high 
He looked up at the clear blue sky 
When asked his last words well this is

stoned lemme get baked lemme get high im trynna get faded
I am legend not a icon do not call me jaden
I'm tryna roll up, pour up, and have a lil fun
Throw

It was written in holographic hieroglyphics
Carved inside a pyramid I will be the illest ever spittin'
Living legend in the making haters sucking

and uh 

And make sure the burger is quarantined with that John Legend and the Chrissy Teigen, she's fun. And then they dressed the kids up and those

I'm done being complacent
The nights ours for taking
So why are we waiting? (Yup)

I'm in the rain
Drips too insane
Legend in my league
You can call me

Life attack you in different ways Some better than different dates
Negative energy gotta Keep my Distance man
Get lifted like John legend
Just to get

trying to be one of the goats like the legend Kobe
Let me get this straight you n***** wanna fight
But I'm too busy stacking my money high as kite
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