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rollin' routine It's a process, and yet it comes guaranteed, by me (by who?) Motherfuckin' Johnny Richter If you lay on the work then call me Johnny
foul and the sea ran high "Leave her, Johnny, leave her" She shipped it green and none went by And it's time for us to leave her (hey) Leave her,
You've been crossing my mind I'm starin at your pictures On my timeline You got my ocean moving Yeah it's high tide Yeah it's high tide You are my only
amazes popes I am the is equals is 'cause it's caught up When the tides taught me the ropes No weights for the baits (man, I'll give you four) For
shattered his jaw. He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up, It wasn't I hit him, 'twas Johnny Jump Up. The next thing I met down in Youghal by
control and getting high (Yeah) Really why no one else alone and getting high (Yeah) This trip is trippier My hop is feeling hippier My ship is shippier
never does and many causes My offense is my defense extreme precautious Moving cyphers high valocities making you nautious Ya forcing it Parishly
Yeah i wake up in the morning Brush my teeth and get high Time is of the essence I can't watch it go by Learn from every lesson cause i gotta survive
Weather/Whether, Where was the tide It never rhymes All I ask Is for you To be kind No more time I'm lettin by What I need For what I want And if I cry, Well boy I
Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died That's when my mama started gettin' high My neighborhood was full of drive-by's, couldn't
here, you will not be alone Then you just follow the moon To the sea Can you hear the wind callin'? The high tide is coming soon Until we reach
I won't forget all the times that we spent by the ocean tide Your eyes were light blue Like ocean sky Light blue Like ocean sky Like hey oh summer
Feh! The power of the Trinity is but a myth! No antiquated trinket weilded by a religious fanatic will prevail against the Legion, sire. Our steel is
YOU'LL BE FLYING BY THE END OF THE TRIP THE TIME IS PASSING BY AND I AM SO HIGH THE TIME IS PASSING BY AND OH MY GOD I KNOW IT WAS A GOOD SHOW BUT I
The time to choose But time to think Is time to lose The signals clash And disappear The shade too loud And the sound unclear For the High tide Wide eyed
Observe my headache kid i was high as a blimp kid Now I'm Johnny Richter never say that I'm done Smokin' vaps all day I got that golden lung Blunts
In the night sky You and I ride Losing our minds as we drown in the high tides, high tides Black out I'm passed out Wake up I'm feeling like my life
While resting the other evening by the side of the road I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold His face was all brown and wrinkled by
me go Till time is washed away with the tides high And you'll hold me through the fear, that tears through the night And it's scattered by the wind
to the Zoo And everybody calls me by the name of Johnny Dhu Of all the trades a going, sure the begging is the best For when a man is tired he can sit
just tryna live by some principles (man why?) We love Him can't get enough of him So that's the God we living for Because of who He is If I'm worth
a smokin' gun for hire Takin' a walk on the wild side Johnny's got a habit that he can't hide Livin' life from high to high When nighttime comes, you can
Lights out But all I hear is the sea wine Can't calm down It's telling me to take time I'm singing in the high tide I heard through the grapevine
a drive bys By the way i started bussing they was running like it's 5 guys Choppa get to ringing and clapping just like a high five You see them ballon up
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