Johnny Is Dead Lyrics

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Johnny Is Dead Lyrics by Q-Tip

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Sometimes i phase out   
when i look at the screen   
When I think about my chance for me    
to intervene   
   
And it’s up to me to bring back the hope look   
Feeling in the music that you could quote   
   
Not saying that I hate it cause here   
I kinda dig it   
But what good is a’ ear    
if a Q-Tip isn’t in it   
   
So to stick it in    
and inform your friends   
Your boy from the hood    
Is on that shit again   
   
He has upped the degree's  
And dropped the mercury   
To splash on the mass   
from low to upper class   
And win the records spins   
That Sometimes goes a win    
A fickleness of friends    
they sometimes hate again   
   
They always bring up tribe on me   
Could not suprive on me   
‘cause this is my man’s on me   
‘cause this is my fams   
   
And here’s somethin’ new   
It’s front row for you   
So don’t misconstrue  
‘cause tribe hold it true   
My due sue hassle heart   
Don’t stop   
Your repertoire   
As long as you could see   
It’s you who’s staying we   
   
‘cause life is filled with mer…   
pills and little pearls and shit   
I’m fucking up    
I mean  
I’m tripp’n up    
   
But still   
There is a boy   
Them people get annoyed   
Who’s focus is on the feel   
Before we get a deal   
   
Come on!   
   
Think it if life can be a thing   
That wilderness is wild to me   
But you gotta know  
I see we’re just the same   
Figure it out where we should be  
where we should be   
   
   
movin’ on we came to    
prefect on the street   
let’s take it a pause   
and ensure we eat   
and Oprah and nem'    
they criticize the boys   
when I entertain they make  
all the noise they can’t keep it down    
we're Dominant and Brown   
   
And those of other shades   
They joy up a way    
But wait this frame to add    
Like bra… and ........   
And magazine debris   
A shit   
She gotta see it   
   
I’m no different to you   
I goes through it too   
I dumpes through the pages   
I don’t come a age   
   
I’m not a Diety  
I’m far from perfect see  
I roll the tumble weed   
It’s just a humble scene   
That I present to you   
Is just a mister crue   
Who burrs a harmony   
And sum a melody   
Just speaks to where we are   
And don’t a hopes a jar   
A soon we’re walking in   
A blim to just to say   
A come on!

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