(Joy to the world, the Lord is come) Here was a man, a man Who was born in a small village The son of a peasant woman He grew up in another small village
Traduction: Johnny Cash. Voilà un homme.
a peep ni**a it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that a*s out the frame, completely get that a
Now what was I to be, a product of this heated pa*sion Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of a*s Look how it began, nobody gave a f**k about me
that ass Your vital statistics are low and fallin fast Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
(gun blast) 'Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug runnin' from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (scandolous) Runnin' up in the
in cowboy I was just a rednecked wanna be She put the boy back in cowboy That's how a woman made a new man out of me The transformation was amazing
tonight I'm on a kite, never trippin' on the ego You know how we go, if I had a million bucks I'd go buy me an Amigo, a house and a pinball machine Slip
You see here, ladies and gentlemen, a man who just last year Was the United States Olympic heavyweight wrestling champion, Here he is, just a shadow of
Eatin' at the cafe, 50 years ain't missed a day Six gears, John Deere's, man it's been a good year Got the rain, crops came, it was a blessing Main Street
noises Here we come baby It's a party bitch If you mad at me Hey! Sorry and shit Tech N9ne baby Kottonmouth kings Keep ya man at home lady I'm a freaky
I got a fifth of whiskey a ? bitches with me Gettin tipsy A bag that we can roll up in zig zags now hold up and get back that girl acting a ass with us
Pride was the man in black Rock and roll used to be about Johnny Cash Yeah, whatcha think about that? Well, I'm a crazy son of a (Bad word) But I know
the game Was worryin' about a white boy gettin' the fame They dug out the foundation Now let me give a demonstration Say, you got a dope group from the
you a sample, you ain't playin' these Kinda beats, so funky make your fingers pop If you can't find a sample you ain't got Not one damn thing for a
bars The night the promise was broken I was drunk and far away from home, Sleeping with a stranger In the back seat of a borrowed car Thunder road ... Here
I thaw a putty" Ghost, please you don't even want to know Droopy Long wrote a song, like to hear it, here it go Ricochet Rabbit had a habit, he was
