Lyrics:
listened to him real closely.
This is what he said.
'You was born for good luck, Johnny.'
'Bad luck can't do you no harm.'
'You was born for good luck.'
Johnny was bashful and shy.
Nobody understood why,
Mary loved him,
All the other girls passed him by.
Every one wanted to know
How she could
People wanna point at us
They wanna join us 'cause we making noise
We was born with the formula
Pop pop pop pop pop pop, off at the mouth
How I do it
I lay up at night
Wondering if you were still mine
And everybody think that Johnny's too fine
How can I be fine when you on my mind
My mind
You left
matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white man's world
goes by, growing up faster than grass
my oh my, innocence just doesn’t last
Jeannie was the valedictorian girl
Janey the queen of the prom
Johnny played
chillin
That's why I'm tryin to say, that's just part of your style
You were (born to be) wild, wild"
(Born to be) wild, wild
(Born to be) wild, wild
(Born
home
I been told I spit lyrics with politics
Why wouldn't I?
It says Negro on my birth certificate
Born in 1960 in a nation throughout
I've been
on Jambalaya
Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand
By the time I could talk I had my own band
Went on the road when I was eight years old
When
Ah (Ah, ah, ah..)
She want me to be her Johnny
(She want me to be her Johhny)
I told her my name's 'Zure
If you give me love, I'll give you money
If
raise no fool,
I'll take your money, I'll make your movie,
I can tell you right now I was born to boogie.
Well my name is Bocephus, I drink whiskey by
Yeah, I know it's been bugging you since the day I was born, huh?
I asked my friend Anne about it
I said, Anne, Anne, Anne, what am I supposed to do,
along
Doesn't stop the story
Story's pretty strong
Doesn't change the song
Johnny Booth was a handsome devil
Got up in his rings and fancy silks
plucked like rose pedals
Arresting and holding, penetrate forbidden regions
Wack MC's only lasted one season
The morale was low at the corral
Adjective
spirits & crush em' like they were coke cans
& thats the reason why me, I am outspoken
I do this for the lost souls who're out on road
Who feel neglected by
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
I was raised
or Robert Cavalli
And I bet she gon' put a hurt on 'em hard in the party
And you know you kill 'em in the club we go
You was born to be a pro, how you pose
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One
killed but I rather leave you bleedin
I'm the son of a killer
Lil bitch don't get it twisted
I was born as a sinner
Wouldn't be the first time sinnin
On yo
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin' (by)
That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin'
Even when the skies
or Robert Cavalli
And I bet she gon' put a hurt on 'em hard in the party
And you know you kill 'em in the club we go
You was born to be a pro, how you pose
hear no Led Zeppelin
I'm playing Hank
Because his music sets me free
I was born to boogie with the country boys
I was born to cry over my beers
I like
don't quit
Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya don't stop
Come on Wes, give 'em what ya got
Give me the mic and I'm a wreck ya from the start to end
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