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john clad van damn block all the punches like IP man
So now my life on line i told her twice she dime
She took a grenade out said Kaiju your mine
I took

If I was John Wayne
I wouldn't have to buy a permit
For my weapons or my actions
I'd just do it and be done
But for now I'll stand in line
I'll tap

Oh from above
Let them sit and stare
As I begin to care...
About something, other than myself

Well give me that Mad Dog wine
And records written by

caught rats
Last one was a squealer
Now I'm mashing my work like Nina
I take take the top shelf in the shop
Like a reefer
But I ain't ever been taught by

school in school on a daily
I been misunderstood since a baby
Never felt like a nigga ever fit in
Lone wolf by myself I'm ma bestfriend
Real pops ran away

A golden gun for the last kill
It's cheap thrills by the dozen
And a bag of pills
I'm a lil faded so let me catch my breath
I smoke this joint til there's

every day, looking for the next poor soul
If you want to succeed in this world
You follow the comfortable path Satan does not wish you well
Turn off

will make your head hurt if it's one that's hollow
Well-read like novels written by K'wan Foye
Haters wanna hit but their making the wrong ploy
I be

can't do it self 
Jesus with me never by myself (uh un)
The Wicked riches lay up for my wealth
What you think I do it for my health nah

Chorus 2
Truth is

along, hammers banging to the drums of the song
Covered in grease
The next track will be the one that we want
Aye, No Olivia John
I went over on my data

John it was a good day
Now it ain’t
So I stare at old pictures think about the men we’ll be
I bust open these blisters and pray for his release

Rock-a-bye baby

V1
This Lil shotta roll up on me.. say he like da way I Rock up..

say dat he wan fuck ..well how much money you gone cough up..

U

Yeah
In case you didn't know it
This song is sponsored by alcohol
Yeah
So here's my endorsement
Let's turn up a lil' bit
LETS GO!
The turn up is

fuck it, c'est la vie
I'm always stickin' right by my friends until it's rest in peace
Grippin' on my mic til' the end
When they gon' let me sing
I'm

About you can't fathom a reason that
I would ever doubt you from protection to
Provision all wisdom the wells engine
And all my sins are forgiven

true to my niece that's my people
Brand us slaves I know we are the victims
To corporations politicking for profit and loot
Up in malibu well to do

not this time
All this shit has got to go
Before we reap what we sow
Jim Crow, Joe Blow, John Doe, but...

Well, time on your side, be a sign

just me and you
Girl do you fuck with me?
Cuz i wanna fuck with you
Tonights the night Jon JoHn gon put you in the mood
We'll sip some champagne
Rub your

chanted aloud from her grimoire
Now the rat king dances in the parlor
The candelabra dwindles low
And Anastasia calls on John the Conqueror
Then says

I woke up to the smell of life in 05
On that night reading the Gospel of John for the first time
With both eyes being open with new sights
When I

the back of the dinger
Big cuz taught me a well known winger
I'm just like ninja turtle
What you know bout trap master splinter
Just one bang never giving

Get crossed out
Put that beam on ya like a barcode
Ran away from my group home
Got adopted by John Gotti
My first body was a nobody
My second body knew

Drugs in my pocket
Please don't search me
If you do
Then we might have a problem
Put a bullet
In your intestinal column
You should know by now
I'm more

you love me
Or the way we speak easy down in Nyc
You renovate my fate homie Hgtv
Ya, I'm John Cena, others just can not see me
Cuz I'm still on you