Lyrics:
done
I've been cooking up this song, can we get along?
Pretty lady you're the one and I'm never wrong
Chorus (John Morgan):
Everytime you're walking by
Long John: When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor
I tell you the truth no one can enter the kingdom
Unless he is born again unless he is born again [John 3:3]
How can this be [John 3:4]
People give
(Drop-out)
Bigger crib got a nigga feeling like he Usher how I'm trading places (Usher-Raymond)
Things ain't all bad if had to put this shit into laymans
Yo, I hear them talking
Yo, I hear them talking
Things are quiet now, it was making me insane
Do my best with the details, forget about my name
It
can't go waste my time
Dear John I hate I had to write this letter
Searching for better but the world keep on adding this pressure
My brother was legend
to quitting time
Monday evening in the mine
"Let's blow this hole an easy one
Before the working day is done"
John was one of the blasting gang
He was
of a light
I see a strange kind of sight
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far
All tied to their things
They're netted by their
of a light
I see a strange kind of sight
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far
All tied to their things
They're netted by their
of this nation, 'Some men see things as they are and say, 'Why?' I dream things that never were and say, 'Why not?'"
"That's one small step for (a) man,
existing as a member of this family
I was so convinced the household had to always be complete
I didn't realize the only thing that's missing is me
John
Can't you see by the will of your hand
You can give it a try and just name your price
And everybody in this rock & roll band
Don't want
fight, swear I'm turning into John Wick (Turning into John Wick)
I'ma start it off like this
Saw a Nigga go inside my pockets, had to cut that nigga quick
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
things like this radio
I done talk to you a
Bunch of mothafuckin' times y'all
Mothafucka's is behind the times
Cause guess what? The
Saint Pablo tour is
[Featuring John Doe]
John Doe/ (Vex):
ohhhhh
yeah
(John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot)
yeah
?, that flow like the breeze
I knew you before and I saw you
At a wedding and I remember you telling me
I want people to know this side
Of you and different things
Like this and I
His law
I love Christ yet I fell this weekend (Ahh!)
I thank God for His grace in weakness
My little children
I am writing these things to you so that
a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They're netted by their strings,
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there
Sounds like the joints
My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars
stand by it today
John Lee Hooker for president
When I was 25 and so full of life
John Lee took me by the hand
In a GTO we did go into the fiery
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
It's a beautiful thing I say, bye-bye
Hear me, it's a beautiful thing so I stay so high
Oh, you're so hip
This hour, on our trip
Oh, you're so hip
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