Lyrics:
I Ain't In This For My Health
by John Squier Pelletier
Bobby came by one day
He said there's something on my mind
The boys just don't seem well
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
Impressed by what he just overheard
John was inspired to try
This magical food that ol Benjamin spoke of
As a child John was not much for seafood
But he's
about 13
She was in my high school, class back seat
Cheating off my homework, fine by me
We could do this thing vintage I'll make you a mixtape
We'll
"Letter to John Pace Seavering from Denis McCleary
Dated 12 June 1936"
Dear John
Yes, I'm writing
After all this time
How's the publishing game
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
leaders like this wouldn't have been so shocked by Ravi
If we had more artists like this we wouldn't have been so shocked by GAWVI
The people that tell you
well-being to
Say things like this radio
I done talked to you a bunch of motherfucking
Times y’all motherfuckers is behind
The times! Because
Guess what?
yard (Sideways)
And motherfuck the camera time, I need family time (Yeah)
I need "go see Uncle John in Atlanta" time (John)
I'll probably never get
Pon John Public weh ah turn a blind eye
Pon di poor and di sick, yo
Oh my, my, my this world is crazy
We living in the danger zone
Is only Jah Jah
you did silence your critics in the North
By hurling them into prison without benefit of charge or trial
Three
They say it wasn't Lincoln, John
thing I don't understand
It's true (Haven't got a clue)
be be be baby, I can tell you've got a big problem
When I flush the john, then your shower goes
Wearing a gross body and using a damaged brain
How many bitches in this shit?
Which one imma get home?
They all rejected me, so none
Well… I'm done
In deed,
existing
Though surrounded only by bacteria an viruses
[The Angel: ]
How do you feel? Laa - la - laa, you were out of line!
[Machine: ]
What?
[The Angel: ]
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
or anything like that only becomes visible
Every once in a while
When you're high
And you know, I'm just effing with you, right
Right
This is just a time thing
writhing in agony, and just then Jack, Jane, and John (not me) walked by. But they didn't recognize him, so they did nothing. They could have saved him, but
scared when he landed in Saigon
And in the end he lost a leg, but he found his best friend John
They never liked to talk a lot
About the things they saw
(This is a very important announcement.)
Lucy is being photographed by John on the bathroom floor.
John is taking pictures of Lucy.
The wall is
the moly
Cause I used to think this thing was waffle
Sometimes these things aren't novel
I run my mind through Peter
Be sober
Now I'm in the courts no
for you like I'm John Legend
Baby you know I'll do what I say
You know I'll do what I say
You know I'll do what I say
Done with this shit that you do
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
to you
To show you there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?
Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut 'em off
Then got 'em pickled
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