to the throne too So one day, to avoid his fate He danced his way right out the castle gates Never to be seen again (Thanks to Hollow Jones for these
the breeze When I heard a strange voice coming straight from the sea It was the voice of the Captain calling for me (Thanks to Hollow Jones for these
hum, a ditty ditty ditty dum She may be pretty With hair full of curls But don't let her fool you She's a tricky gypsy girl (Thanks to Hollow Jones
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones
give me 5 years nigga I'm bringin Compton millions [Chorus:] Well I come from Murderville where them gangsta's and hustlers live little kids out on the block hollow
the type that have to shed blood Pray to the ghost of dead thugs, dead blocks that spread drugs Fled from the cops 'till when my first joint dropped I'm still wit my hood, Hollow
little theatre troupe. We'd be very glad to meet you, and greet you, and seat you and treat you just Great. For all commercial art is hollow; So follow
metaphysical, I speak for criminals Who don't pay they bills on time and fuck wit digital Never seen, smoke a bag of evergreen My sword got a jones, more
fuckin' curve jump You don't want beef wit my squad nigga jump Come out the club off note, you gettin' rob nigga, so jump Stupid if you wanted dawg These hollow
There's a story to tell about mister Jones He rides adventure into the night Not a man of iron but a man with goals He opens dreams to let in light Breaking
Writer Earl Montgomery Copyright 1968 (with George Jones, Dolly Parton and Emmylou Harris) The dirt was clay and was the color of the blood in me A
' 'El P is here to spark it' Alright bring that down though One two When I walk I stomp out messages MC's with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear
, You National Geographic niggas is known for flippin This animal wildlife surround me I live in, and flow through the jungle At night on Expedition, I got a jones
Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones Shyeah Keep ya eyes open For them jackers, baby It's goin' down Even though the laws patrollin' Them