Lyrics:
How do you feel about that?
Cult Leader eh ha ha ha
Yea there comparing you, to you know like Jim Jones or Davey Koresh
You know that's real
when a young dripper pound, hustleman what sound
Mm, baby just back it, back it like yo mama said no back it like yo man can't handle
What's that
can do it all myself I know I sound cocky
Hello world reporting live to tell you that I'm doin' great
And my name is Jaquan Jones the tender age of 28
Proclaiming how wonderful You are
Mountains bow before You and the rivers they run
The earth shakes at the sound of Your voice
The winds become a whisper,
skin is where my bands at
Dudes from high school asking for my cash app
2k on a tat yeah you know that I did that
Daddy's mad at me
Asks me why I spend
The world can't buckle my knees
So I'm never gon' let it
She keeps looking at me
So now she gon' get it she want it
And by the wonderful moaning
That
I always end up searching
For the wandering ghost of old Tom Jones
Ring-a-ring around the rosy
Ring a- ring around the rosy
Ashes, ashes all fall
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
A child as pure as a mountain stream that ran through her hometown
Then happened by the slick Tom Shark in his hand she was clay
She got caught and faced
your heart
First you feel that beat start
bubbling under
Then you hear the tom-toms
Loud as thunder
(it's moving me!)
Sounds a lot like being free
When
the grip
They waking up
That's why my name been getting hot like grits
These other rappers sound okay
But it's just not like this
I'm hitting goals as I go
in this life so
You know I'm finishing titles
With Jones no not Julio Nike i do it more High key be acting like Micheal
Making sounds with my friends
All of my G's move nasty, I said all of my G's move what
Pull up like "skrrrr"
That's the sound of the screeve on road
The windows down but the speakers
that's the serpents, and know them garment tips
I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy roots
I feel a Jones comin' down, yo, I
I got
the man known as Jambalaya Jones
Wife beaters, cookie eaters, man cheaters, Tom Steeters
Men of all sizes and shapes; he did not discriminate
Black, white,
As the weight fall off
As the shame is undone
As heaviness is lifted off for the garment of praise
There's a new sound arising that's undergirded by joy!
That has
that's the serpents, and know them garment tips
I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy roots
I feel a Jones comin' down, yo, I
I got
you fuck her best friend?
Oh, I plead the fifth
Yeah, that sound like some shit you'll say
Ol' pimp ass nigga
Due to lack of evidence, I'm droppin'
that to get you mad
What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play
Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate
Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was
that to get you mad
What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play
Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate
Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was
sunshine like we knew that we could
Ain't love been wonderful, oh, ain't it been good.
We walk through life side by side
We found the door to happiness open
the noise got too much
To everybody at *** to saggy sags, Godwin tom, DJ musik, wizkid, slim tee
Adonis everybody i want to tell you thank you for being by my
three players as if they werent there, and hes brought down badly by Jones, and he gets a yellow card for his troubles. That was a bad tackle by Jones
the life for...
You little maggot
Have you never seen the moon
Gliding 'cross the western sky
A dead oak tree by the waterside
Putrid vapors rising
That
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