, Lord Cuttin' out this morning Won't be back no more Hey, hey Won't be back no more My woman told me, "Hit the road Johnny Don't come back no more"
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, didn't it? Down in a motherfuckin' creek, didn't they? Mr. Roberts found his ass out, fishin' Sunday evenin', didn't he? Gift-wrapped in a sheet, didn't he? Roberts
looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I don't need spinach
looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach
like that I don't got papers on that glock But I got papers on that mack [Chorus] [Dizzy:] I ain't have a body on it But don't nobody own it So anybody
large poodle dog) Has just been seen approaching the power plant Bullets can't stop it Rockets can't stop it We may have to use nuclear force! Here
we're told to see Half of all americans don't read books I'm one of them, but you're reading this The myth is real - let's eat General Robert
Speak to me - tell me a dream Why don't you let me know It's only a key - I'm locking it up I think its got to go And when I think about it now We'll
Walking tall, don't look back I don't know which way it's gonna lead, me baby I try so hard but I can't understand Lead, me baby Just help me get my
I've got better plans, A secret mission from the underground, A coupe de ta, "Missing line" Theirs a look in my eyes, Its undeniable, Don't look so surprised
back down the raod that leads back to you. Oh, don't ya hear me baby, now 29 Palms I feel the heat of your desert heart Leading me back down the road
I hear you, so talk to me Oh, I believe, aye do aye Say brother sisters, see your brothers in the sky Neighbour, neighbour, don't be so cold It's only
playing! Take these plans and take those blueprints. Take that funny looking thing, Take that wheel, take that wing, I can't hear a thing that Mrs. Johnson
forget about the people still struggling and assume that its really all love again, nahh see we don't have to wait for things to break apart if you weren't
looking I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't eat spinach
