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John Sharp

-Your bigger than the Jews -Bigger than the Irish -You run the whole fuckin country -You can be the next John D. Rockerfeller -Nobody noticed us, nobody

already know how we do it homeboy It's A-Town (105 road for dem hoes) It's A-Town, Attic Crew you already know (East side for dem hoes) Lil John, East

Kong, We'll be singin the song Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on It's a sentimental journey, Presenting sentiments of resentments that'll burn me Unearthing our sharp

your fuckin life You don't any means to make fuckin money [thug] What? What the fuck you talkin bout mayn? [Keith] You fuckin stupid, plantella Adidas motherfucker [thug] Saturday Night Live, John

look around The boys are fielding on home ground The steeple sharp against the blue When I think of you Sam and Andy, Jack and John Charlie, Martin,

do ya mean I don't pay rent? So why should I have to suck it? I'm so fuckin (Thuggish Ruggish) I'd rather fill my mouth with sharp-ass teeth so we both

I need this time Me and my girl together Yeah Saturday night Oh yeah Saturday night Lookin' at my watch Tappin' my fingers Wishin' time would fly Gonna look so sharp

the fuckin' crack rock the body count and the crime rate Notice the life and death cycle Why they whip them with the rifle Like Malcolm X and Stokely Carmichael Sharpen

you apart My state-of-the art lyrical lasers is razor sharp Splatter the brain matter of my enemies With the same bullet trajectory that murdered John