At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton
U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john
Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense
I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,
I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear
I got more murders on my hands than john has deer
Charge i'll take ya dough call you john you get played more
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
Trying to give them light and a message
John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch
And i'mma show you how the south was won
Now we gone gone, out our minds like john john
Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying
The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting
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