John$ - john the album

LYRICS:

Pulled up to the north shore
Post spliff, head up high.

walked across Roberto’s bridge
head and eyes on cheddar fries.

I seen the Saxophone guy
after the pirate games

Playing "we are family”
Just to reminder you lames.

That we weren't divided...
Untill they drew a line.

Ya, we lost our sight
To seek a newer guide.

Between you and I
I think we’re unified.

No matter how different.
No matter how we living.

Lemme make my point, 
at the Point.
Just to point out.
All these points appointed,
That we’re disappointed about.

Turning moral’s into values.
Provided by ethics, 
& loud these tunes surrounding you.

Arouse a few,
Anger everybody.

Show me how you do.

Nah, show me you feel.

Blowing smoke 
Just to cope
You should know 
It’s we how deal 
With this bullshit.

Kids think this is cool shit.

Don’t be fooled 
by my stress relieving mechanisms.

I never let decisions
Get too hectic.
I rest conditions,
Like a medic stitching head incisions.
Set my vision.

To keep composure, soldier.

Life is deeper than an ocean shows ya.

Motions get slower.

When the motive, hope, and dope mix.

It blows shit,

Creating supernovas

Like BOOM.

spotify

John$ - pittsburgh mourning (prod. by phortran)

Part 2 of 4 of the HaPPY | aNNoYiNG BAR$ | THaT MaKe MY LiFe | $aD EP Series by John$.

Im just a humanoid,
too devoid.
To Choose a choice.

Hoist my musical voice.
To this universe.

And you of course.
Nobody else that I would rather talk to.

You see,
You are my diary,
Filled with fantasies,
Rarities, ironies.

rhymer cheese, 
Writer blocks 
minor fees

My Lighter’s lost 
Time to scheme.
Fight the cost

Is it Right or wrong,
Or is it rights to peace?

I’m Prepared for war.
Force this metaphor
This is Americore

I’m bout to bet at stores
I Read it more
Cuz I’m a reddit whore.

I Let the floor shake
Chores done 
But sure late 

I’m more baked 
For your sake.
Rocking a normal face.

While in orbital spaces.
Transforming like voltron
But more evasive.

Saw u chasing 
tore your laces
And now u tasting pavement

I’m in Elevation,
meditation,
Living Waves in generations 

Medications Abused

Addictions running in circulations
I accuse fools
living life in a snooze 

I’m just... laughing hard.
Monkey Bar jams like Tarzan
I’m In yo car or van.

Bout a start damn clan
With jean Claude van Damme.

It’s all part of my mans plan,
Up here.

This starving art’ll 
get you caught up
In FEAR.

Damn Scardy cat.
Barely had his Dairy facts.

I’m flying like a Bird 
Serving words like a Larry passes

Tally that very fast.

I’m fucking done with this 

A Leedle leedle leedle leedle lee
You think I suck at this
I think you suck at dick.
I think you love this shit...

But I’m just spitballing
I Hear a wish calling 
But I’m miscalling 

Like who the fuck is that?
Oh look, my conscious.
Cool, 
But where’s the fun in that.

Whatever man...
I’ll just be the better man 
You’re so called “better” than.
To better myself

You’re not getting my help.

HaPPY | aNNoYiNG BaR$ | THaT MaKe My LiFe | $aD

John$ - humanoid (prod. by wun two x loopschrauber)

🖤YUCKY 🖤 - (soundcloud.com/fuckbootsy) 

jhfly - (https://soundcloud.com/jhfly)


LYRICS:

John$:

Surround the Live nation

With sounds of Vibrations

Riddling and riddling and riddling

I’m ready for

These little things
These little things
These little things

Of very course

So what’s.
really.
good?

Got blunts
Phillies
Woods.

You outta misfortune .
You bout to miss fortune.
You missed The biggest portion
I’m bout to skip for it.

Like it’s mine now.

Sipping wine, dine with Winehouse

You can’t be mad Amy.

Just like any artist.

The pen and pad has made me.

It fucking agitates me.

You fucking laugh but hate me.

While you know I’m innocent.
But no one ever gives a shit.

WHAT DO I DO?!

(Chorus)
Live this life and love it well.
Love this life and live it crazy. (x2)

Dap me up, don’t leave me hanging.

yucky:

Riddling and Riddling and Riddling
The best things in life are the little things.

Look outside it's dribbling.
I'm on 'Chell 19 and i'm diddling.

Don't know why you niggas in my business, fiddling.
So i keep my head swiveling.

On you niggas and bitches i'm piddling.
Riddling and riddling and riddling

I can go on and on and on and
You'll find me eating that pussy like Top Ramen

I got 3 eyes.
But that's common.

Y'all just mentally enslaved,
That's the problem.

Your eyes shut.
Wake up.

Thin mint GSC up in my blunt.
Please don't ask me what's in my cup.
Just dap me up, yup!

(Chorus)
Live this life and love it well.
Love this life and live it crazy. (x2)

Dap me up, don’t leave me hanging.

JoHN

John$ - dap ft. Yucky (prod. by jhfly)

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

Manipulating wavelengths

Eviscerating brain sense.

It’ll never make sense.

This is what I make. Sensed,

By the gods.

They put my conscious in a jar

As far as I can see...

Peeping out these windows 

Through these eyes I seek…

99.99 

percent of light that is blinding me.

However the means.

Give me that tryptamine

The tree of life.

I heard it helps.

The forest melts.

Chorus (x2):

I'm the astral traveler 

soaring through Orion’s Belt.

Seizing gravity.

Turning tragedies to rhythms 

YA!

Verse 2:

Repeating rapidly 

These visions keep happening.

We in them...

Turn your sound down if you not about to listen.

I’m just bout to spit this.

Quantify the difference 

Like Who Qualified in the Olympics.

Man, I’m as far minded

As star alignment’s physics.

A hard a guy to visit...

When his heart is swine of digits.

But a martyr defies limits.

With his or her abilities.

Dying brutally..

But really dying beautifully.

The reason why I choose to speak

Are reasons why it’s you and me.

Music is just my therapeutic ecape

Pardon the faith.

Its part of the fate.

Expressing these feelings

as hard as the bass.

I’m already late 

Ya I’m already late.

John$ - astral traveler (prod. by けｍ SURF)

saiko --- (https://soundcloud.com/saikotropic )

LYRICS:

I turn the page back,
Before reality.

To ask some questions
Only meant for your normality.

Like How’d it be?
Or How to be?

How we speak 
Is how we seek
The path between 
Fallacy and Fake.

Create analogies
To make hate diminish.

From the richest to the poor
We can represent what’s more,
Reclaiming galaxies.

Imagine how proud I’d be.

...To see this world fix its divots 
with its inner mind physics
And this loud beat combined
With this Lowry piece of mind 

Intertwined with rowdy Ronda Rousey piece of rhyme lines.

I’ll show you how to beat the timelines
I Greet my grind with some fine wine.

Steak made by my mother.
Since I raised up the covers.
Been Playing games with my brothers
And some others
That I like to call friends.
This mic is light for all amends.
Can’t just spite em’
If ya don’t like em’,
Call the feds.

a Dead whale just finished 
His Guinness
And is spitting different
Like the pigment 
Of my imagination.

Meditations 
Of mages 
dodging assassinations
But can’t escape em,
Without sacrifice of lacerations.

You can contain him,
But you can’t erase 
His Saiyan pride
Rage and cry in anger
While my power level’s
Raising high.

The sky has never been a limit.
Reaching for the stars,
By the bar, 
By the minute,
till I’m finished, spittin...

You Kitty kittens,
I’m finger licking 
Kentucky fried chicken 
In my kitchen sittin.

Sippin dr. Pepper.
Listen watch whatever
Spliffin pot
Hit the box 
Playing CoD together

This does not get better.
Until I rage,
When i get slayed,
By a ricocheted 'nade
Off a cage and hits my brain...

Next thang ya know 
it explodes 
And I throw my remote control

And it breaks.

Fuck.

Another $60 bucks down the drain.
This sucks.

But gaming is a must.
So, i don’t make a fuss.
Just gotta calm down,
And the let the process, trust.

John$ - trust the process(prod. by saiko)

Ferret ---- ( https://soundcloud.com/user-147762779 ) 
Phortran --- ( https://soundcloud.com/phortran )

LYRICS:

John$:

I been seeking peace in recent havoc.
Reset dreams
then scheme my habits

Read before 
You deem me savage.
Reap these cashes.
Leave me broken hearted.

Handwritten transitions...
Documents from doc’s I met

They sitting in my damn kitchen.
There's not too much i've accomplished yet.

Still tryna make a band, different.
Still tryna make a damn difference.

I stopped letting people get the best of me.
I focused on my craft 
and now these people get the best of me.

But I don’t surely, surely know
I just cut my curly, curly fro.

"You need to get early early home
You need to wash your dirty dirty clothes>"

..echoes from my mother’s voice.

I don’t have no other choice.

It’s either listen or get my ass beat.

Now I’m a musician/athlete.

I been seeking peace in recent havoc.
Reset dreams
then scheme my habits

Read before 
You deem me savage.
Reap these cashes.
Leave me broken hearted.

Ferret:

I been seeking freedom,
fleeing addict tendencies 
that keep me captive.

Think myself to sleep; 
my art is arteries.
I'll show you brokenhearted...

John$:

I been seeking peace in recent havoc.
Reset dreams
then scheme my habits

Read before 
You deem me savage.
Reap these cashes.
Leave me broken hearted.

Ferret:

Look, I got love in all corners

My birth mother planted olive branches in my corneas
Birth father saving souls.
I got no god 
but I support.

I'll sport a 24-karat gold corpse
post-mortem..

Cause morning light colors my life 
with such a strong shade of sun.

I be the brightest decomposer...

and now I'm tasked 
with choosing how to use it

I reflect, warm my music, 
shoot a wink at October.

Calling fall to cradle my not-sober.

Oak beneath the hurricane, 
my creed been knocked over.

Might as well be tryna clean 
the autumn leaves off the street.

Rather than reassemble, 
imma keep my vision locked forward.

Aim my ascent like a late bloomer oughta.

Steady through the seasons 
with my leafy-green saunter.

Ivy type of soul, baby, 
brick wall altar.

I'm all day prostrate 
to practice proper posture.

Still flow like rosewater 
when those icy days bite me.

Pain and pleasure overtake the beat,
not my psyche

Rainy weather silhouette the streetlights;
hometown clouds drip pride in my IV(stay pumpin)

Hurry, birdie, get degree.(pick somethin) 
They tryna shake me out the tree.

I just picked the mango out my teeth
From where I stand, today belong to me
I'm skydiving, done hiding,

I been seeking freedom, 
fleein addict tendencies 
that keep me captive

Think myself to sleep; 
my art is arteries, 
I'll show you brokenhearted...

John$:

I been seeking peace in recent havoc.
Reset dreams
then scheme my habits

Read before 
You deem me savage.
Reap these cashes.
Leave me broken hearted.

Ferret:

I been seeking freedom,
fleeing addict tendencies 
that keep me captive.

Think myself to sleep; 
my art is arteries.
I'll show you brokenhearted...

John$:

I been seeking peace in recent havoc.
Reset dreams
then scheme my habits

Read before 
You deem me savage.
Reap these cashes.
Leave me broken hearted.

(Ferret Singing)

"There's a plane waiting for us to take us to Miami in an hour.. We'll make a big thing out of it.."

Michael Corleone grabs Fredo Corleone by the back of the neck.
Then proceeds to give him a kiss of a death.

"I know it was you Fredo... You broke my heart. You broke my heart..."

John$ - broken hearted ft. Ferret (prod. by phortran)

LYRICS:

Maybe I should take a break
Maybe I should type notes.

Maybe I should make a steak
Maybe I should write flows

Maybe I should take a nap
Maybe I should make a rap.

Maybe I should make a snack
Maybe I should make a stack

Maybe I should do something
I ain’t ever did before.

Maybe I should prove something
I aint ever lived before.

Maybe I should show you
Maybe this is not as difficult.

Maybe I’m just different though
Maybe I should dip and go.

Maybe I should treat myself for burgers at a burgatory

Maybe I should bleed for help like in a murder story.

Maybe I should... just do what I please

Maybe I should groove and just move with the beat.

Maybe I should to lie you, wait.

Maybe I should not

Maybe I should light a few

Maybe I should stop.

Maybe I should fly with with you

Maybe I should I walk.

Maybe I’m just shy with you

Maybe I should talk.

Maybe I should get myself together...

Maybe I should get myself a feather.
Write a letter down maybe, baby.

Lately I been thinking so crazy
Maybe it’s the thought you.
Or Maybe it’s the bailey’s.

Maybe I’m insane
Maybe I’m just feeling pain.

Maybe I should game.
Maybe I should play with fame.

Maybe Imma lame.
Maybe imma dang king

Or Maybe we’re the same.
Maybe we can have a thang..
I’m just saying.

Cause either or
It’s either way.

It must be maybe.

John$ - maybe (prod. by royal blOO)

ocelot - (https://soundcloud.com/ocelotstare)

LYRICS:

[Chorus x2]

I Remember snack time
We were spitting wack rhymes 
Thinking we was dope, nope
A kid would have to hope so.

[Verse 1]

I’m loco.
Off a couple loko’s
Watching coco 
I need to go soto.

Somewhere outside,
Maybe soho.
Idk though.

Keep In the Burgh
Keep it most dope.

You don’t even know yo 
This code wrote 
Fa sho bro 

I don’t gotta pose, no.
I just blow smoke.

Ya I’m Killua 
with the yo-yo’s
Bring it back 
Nigga nose goes
Ya I’m thrown.
like gon picking Scissors 
clipping niggas fros 

Now I’m dicking down ya sister’s throat.

Too cold 
made the pussy froze

Wouldya know 
I’m Getting baked like cookie dough.

She buzzing bout bout my woody though. 

(woody though x2)

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]

Sipping on a mixed drink.
Missed thinking “this stinks”

Lips pink.
Kiss me while my wrists (shink)

I’m Link with the bombs nigga 
links with a bomb nigga.

Not really , 
Just got a lot of 
Dot coms nigga.

Tryna earn some commas, nigga
Ya, But I’m just a common nigga 
I’m setting up the coms with niggas.

We some conference niggas.

And Imma confident nigga.

Jus don’t write me off
Cuz I’m off of the richter.

[Chorus x2]

ocelot

John$ - snack time (prod. by ocelot)

LYRICS :

The fucking shogi gold.

Going Holy moly Ghost 

Phony broke.

Holding loads of lonely lows.
Celebrate with better highs.

Meditation.
Medicating meta eyes.

Let in bind

Sketching minds with letters
extra gentrify
The scent of life.

No place to live a lie.

Might as well,
liquify Ya lips.

since the kiss of death
Will get its revenge.

The fucking wind element,
Concreted intelligent,
Vibrations in development,
Flown to the cochlear.

That Scripted Holy Work,
Connected with the omniverse.

Multiverse passages.

Crafted with imaginative passion
These rappers lack to get 

I'm an adjective.

But rather off a pronoun.
Im matter fact a pro now.
I'm Proud I found my profoundness 
Im bout to slow down

If I go any faster,
I'll crash, then after...  No sound

I can't get any rest bet these 
Nappin niggas know how.

I'm rappin all alone now,
But that's just how it goes down...

Slapped face (ayyy)
Just woke up 
from a nap, blazed

past phase.
ass great
laid up in the glass frame.

thinking maybe 
She gon have my last name
Niggas need a match flame...

Fucking rap game
Stranger thang 
like im David Harbour...

Drinking somber
Until I’m blacked, hanged.
From cursive Lyricism.
With that black ink.

Now you feel
the fear within him.
I could be the synonym for Cynicism.

Incinerating,
Revisions of these written fictions 
with addictions to this Pitt diction

dismissing. 
I Went missing....
I’m the gingerbread man.


Imaginary?
What should I Imagine?

Tap out like ashy Larry
Blasting off like Barry bonds

Snatching Harry’s wand 
like his adversary’s...

Laughing very hard;
As I snack on cherries...
Procrastinary passion 
for this rapping
Carry action 
like a gnasher 
Very active, scary.

The half black canary.

guru

John$ - the half black canary (prod.by guru alexander)

YUCKY - (https://soundcloud.com/fuckbootsy)

LYRICS COMING SOON

The Ladies Man EP

yucky

John$ - FreQuencies ft. Yucky (prod. by ODDLY $TEEZ)

R.E.G! - (https://soundcloud.com/reggie-victor)

LYRICS COMING SOON.

John$ - u n i n i r u (prod by R.E.G!)

phortran - (https://soundcloud.com/phortran)

lyrics comin soon

john$ - i might be crazy // phortran

saiko - (https://soundcloud.com/saikotropic)

lyrics coming soon

John$ - what is what (prod. by saiko)

KysDream --- (soundcloud.com/kysdream)
Guru Alexander --- (https://soundcloud.com/gurualexander)

LYRICS COMING SOON

John$ - john the album

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