Lyrics:
[U God]
Dino the dart specialist
Knahmean?
Golden Arms yo
Meth Tical John John do your thing thing
What? Check it
The all eye seein'
primetime and I'm inside of life
You shouldn't be my wife, you should just be with me
On this beautiful night
Maybe we can make things right
And we can
dreams
Come on
Run from your fears and chase your dreams
Come on
Love what you do, do what you love
Come on
For the love of this thing
I can't get enough
Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes
Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what i mean?
Fuckin'em up like this, man...
$hort
thing huh
I gotta do it
I gotta promote my own songs huh
Yeah
Now I'm feeling this beat
No I don't see defeat
God is with me
Bowing at his feet
Jesus
tell you there's no better guy
This is how it makes me feel inside
I wanna dance (dance), mm
I wanna play (play)
Well can you hear my heartbeat
We'll like to welcome why'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah!
Ya dig, club Toe Jam, is once again off the hook
For ladies
are head lines
I just make this shit happen
No intestines
Ergh
I’m in god mode
I am not just another fuckin John Doe
I was always the weird cunt
Yeah
you made all the things that you ruined
I can't wait for the day that you come and do this music shit
(Oh woah, oh)
I know you'll take off with her
again?
There are some things you can simply look up–
Such as the size of Greenland, the dates of the famous nineteenth-century rubber wars,
Persian
this
[Chorus: x2]
[Nas]
Can I talk to you Mr. President
Niggas trying to get with the computers
We ain't John Henry
Banging down machines
I'm here to represent this
[Chorus: x 2]
[Nas]
Can I talk to you Mr. President
Niggaz tryin to get with the computers
We ain't John Henry
only had one thing to say
That would make a kid's day
Or change his way, here's what it would be
You should know me by now
Simply with sympathy
the looking at the ahh (Ahh)
Cannot say it that's what satan want from me
Like i'm Adam by the tree getting tempted by Eve
John 3:16 that's the only thing we
niggas)
Lou, Frank, John, Hope, Fall Guy (real niggas)
J-Roc, Bumpy, and Little Black (real niggas)
the list is gettin' too long for this track (real
when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you
I hope you feel this shit
Top ten flow and it's still this shit
Went away, had to get away
Been away, came back and a motherfucker still the shit
sand speck'd ants in mortal combat hand to hand
And I feel that I
Yes I feel that I
Seem to live this life long distance
Gaze at the things
Words and music: john jack jr/Ian McCaskie
2023 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Vocals, instruments and all other noises by john jack
*Each
the Rift Valley
In places untraceable by Rand McNally
Took a cobblestone trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more championship rings than John
By Bob Hartman
Based on 1 John 5:11
First He calls out
Into your darkness
He woos gently
And you have to choose
But the choice is easy
It's light
We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set
That's right John i hear
They're
watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
The theme
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
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