I got more murders on my hands than john has deer
I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near
Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/
When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave
Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them
Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan
At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton
U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john
Your last man was semi pro
(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe
We got soul but no control, like john rambo rippin' throats
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos
Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes
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