976 and I can whack it on the phone Nobody's home, I'm alone ?The Devil in Miss Jones? Nobody's home, I'm alone Asia and John Holmes We got gushin'
tough like they want war Matta fact next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on Yeah, Dawg home I break your jaw bone And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox In 4 parts without commercial interruptions The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon Blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
madosia Saturate the polo Leave a man older nickle plated fofo Strike like made cobras Car jot em come get em Cause his life over Tell 'em Sheriff John
me thoughts, I'm really unboxin' My main adversary in this silly concoction Freeze your face like bosilium toxin If you ain't tryin' to get popped, then give me a option Helicopters choppin' from Philly to Compton The Jones
Die shit, it was aight, it was aight You know I'm sayin', that shit was aight, it was cool But my shit is more John Blaze than that, I got John Blaze
through this Take a sip of water, deep breath, that'll do it And welcome back as you can see (You got the check though?) I'm Trevor Jones and I'm
Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks And everybody sucks my nuts, shucks Fuck Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones Fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones
ahead But the only thing you manage is to stay in the red Coppin' from John to sell to Rex And your jones for success has put your life in check You
Well, now me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots My
just like Outkast Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast Cause I'm bout it, ya'll know I'm rowdy, Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya'll
mess with y'all, 'cause y'all are dummies Cats fuck with me 'cause I tell, "Let's get money? Get it, get a Benz, come through on 20's Me and Jim jones
to call up desert storm My cut-throats scar y'all, while you hope the don fall But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul Yo, them niggas
Killa, Heatmakerz, Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union Holla at da boys, man, this is Diplomat Records, man Ya'll can't fuck wit us, we can go to war for
a quin tessential, existential nightmare to a sanctuary waiting in the sun THANK YOU WIRING DEPT.; CAPP ST. FRED BESTALL; ERIC MUELLER; STEVE BLUSH; PAT FOLEY; JIM DUNBAR; MIKE HEALY; PAT HOED; JOHN JONES
my thing Kind of fuckin' hustlers are y'all? I was posted in that tip and my homeboy home Blew an ounce of that kush in my Sean John Jones I got the
are y'all? [Buddie] yeah... I'm posted in that tip (Tip) And my homeboy home Blew an ounce of that kush (Kush) In my sean john jones I got the mild for
y'all? [Buddie] yeah... I'm posted in that tip (Tip) And my homeboy home Blew an ounce of that kush (Kush) In my sean john jones I got the mild