reputation Had me begging for salvation all night long So I took her out giggin' frogs Introduced her to my old bird dog And sang her every Willie Nelson song
t you know I love you I've been gone so long, God, I miss you so much Sometimes Johns old lady She'd turn around to him and say, "John, if you don't quit
need DJ play that song for me (Look there ain't no doubt just what I wanna do) Time is right In the mood stepping with the old school Let's get let
forever--just show them some light Sometimes the truth brings pain But broken dreams regrow Not in the same old way But change is life you know And as I move on To start my song
See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin. Watch them try. The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes. Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic
their drugs in the most public places Every week an old friend shows up, surprise And wants my friends to stay up for the sunrise Hello Max, Johnny, John
light you have so much money you goin get scared 'cause I got it sevent- seventeen-year-old Jack Acksadapo was driving home to Belmore last night after
Banned for life from the institute of fame Radio 1 a million listeners can't be wrong Switching off not switching on So ya don't wanna play me song, on
, cos you ain`t brown Dissin` Moby for speaking his mind Well you speak yours, so I`ll speak mine What`s the worst you can level at me Coz I`m old
[Intro: Lil' John talking] "Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' to this motherfuckin' point of this Crunk Juice shit. (What?!) But we
just let it be The world won't get no better We gotta change it, yeah Just you and me Wake up all the doctors, Make the old people well They're the
Ay yo, here's a little story, something for your ear Like the new millennium version of Paul Revere Except this ain't fiction, this is real life here I be 30 years old
!) You betta believe you gotta leave before you get a couple in ya belly.. Keena better strip in a whole nother city, Bishop keep doing songs with
murder game Here's nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name >from the cold streets of qb, old beef to new beef No peace, through the song, what
money and murder game Here's Nature, kill a faker, man you heard of the name From the cold streets of QB, old beef to new beef No peace, through the song
pop charts That's why I grind from the ground up They see me nowadays I be bling blowed up, Ching bling [Chorus] [John Cena] Yo Murs, this John
Come gather 'round, friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron ore pits ran plenty But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches
Come gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty But the cardboard filled windows and old men on the benches Tell
