will Chorus: One for the money two for the show Three for the homies who got in the back door One for the money two for the show Three for the honies
Vertaling: Duif John. Een vir die ....
of 'Yeah dude' Smokin' cigarettes and sippin' witches brew It's kid tested, mom approved To make your Jimmy swagger like the duke Dressed in your best threads for
the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm dashin' all the media strikes, keep the media dykes As re enforcements for the fight And that alone will keep John
and brands me like a barcode Dashin' all the meteor strikes, keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight And that alone with keep John Ghotti
stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin all the media strikes To keep the media dikes As reinforcements for the fight And that alone Will keep John
in Wonderland wonderin' where the fuck Alice is While you're jerkin' your dick catchin' mad callouses Slave labor steel drivin' like John Henry Layin' down underground tracks for
Liggidy-left burnt rugs, drinkin' beers out of gold mugs Slugs in the barrel, on name brand apparel Briggidy-bringin' drama like John Travolta in Arrow But niggidy-no need for
charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes Keep the media dykes As re-enforcements for the fight And that alone with keep John
back to doing whatchu was doin' When you was doin' it, gone Gimme one reason, gimme one reason, gimme one reason Gimme one reason, gimme one reason Tell me what comes next for
Jello the longer we hang We edify till the end, till that thing knockin', lovin' [Incomprehensible] one of many things that I'm thankful for Ohh, ohh, I sing a simple song for
for your protection Pay a fee and never see a reflection Again, my friend, or rather foe, you know the deal Either hear or feel Choose one, but at least
on some ethic you gon learn now, I do this for the love of it, Saliva cause I love to spit, And I duke it for my future records You gon love to spit,
to pricks Like John Edwards? Storm to her credit despite my derision Keeps firing off cliches with startling precision Like a sniper using bollocks for
(Lateef The Truth Speaker & Pigeon John) [Lateef The Truth Speaker - Verse One] When you first walked in and I saw you at the bar or somethin' I ain'
pacing cages for Jennifer Our sense of play, I sense is dimming We?re an orphanage of children stimming for Jennifer, for Jennifer Jennifer sits down in the shower for
