Songtexte:
Fears Of John B

I am disturbed. I am disturbed of what the hell is going on Mentally disturbed of a militarys that marching war And I'm not sure that i will open up

Listen to me you fat fucker Smoking sigars and sitting up in smoke Wearing Hugo Boss jacket And riding on expencive car Did you think about what you

It's all about those who always with you They hearts beats in tact with yours Know about you enough but still they love you without them you are nothing

tounge And then come the she my homey's m-o-m what (m-i-e) Yo, and to think from day one in my eyes I show fear cuz I stepped into his house his

Welcome to the gold rush, ladies and gentlemen Where California begins and maybe ends California is the last stop on the great hitchhike West and now

face We started from the bottom, you don't see bad niggas pardon Whatever we can do it at the garden Word life, this shit is real B I'm making niggas

gettin' outside yourself, boy You're gettin' outside yourself Well, I scrapes the neighborhoods lookin' for odd jobs It's hard livin' like God in a world full of Bobs John

chatchy and joni Verse 1: lights camera action the hip-hop attraction Fresh Priggy John Bliggy player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years now they seein' they worst fears

, y'know? I got my crew right back gon' show you how it's done Straight up, hittin' one, two, like Manny Ortiz, ya heard? It's John Cena, baby, an' we