wood shed I will go" Johnny are you practicing or Will your hands grow cold? The devil walks the land and Plays a fiddle made of gold Can you hear
him up to Washington for a photo op with a smoking gun He's got a purple heart and American blood on his hands Black gold for silver stars, cold hard cash
he lives in the Caribbean. Sings all about the islands now, What happened to the Tennessean Aw if he?s country ill kiss your ass Throw all my Johnny Cash
wood shed I will go" Johnny are you practising or Will your hands grow cold? The devil walks the land and Plays a fiddle made of gold Can you hear
cash between us And down the road we'd go To hear him play that music It spoke right to my soul Every verse a diamond And every chorus gold The sound
, But he lives in the Caribbean. Sings all about the islands now, What happened to the Tennessean Aw if he's country ill kiss your ass Throw all my Johnny Cash
t know shit Tryin to tell y'all what's a fuckin street hit The shit's way off course It's like me tellin Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse You go
(feat. Johnny P) [Johnny P] Let me play with your emotions [Verse One: Twista] Well a motherfucker could never control me, only squeeze me and hold
(feat. Johnny P) [Johnny P] I can get inside your head all day everyday, and play with your emotions.. Let me get inside your head all day, everyday,
angels, a million children Fire and fear in a suicide eye Golden stairway to a Zeppelin heaven Rolling thunder under New York sky Frank 'n' Ella, Ray 'What'd I Say' Johnny Cash and Johnnie
't know shit Tryin to tell y'all what's a fuckin street hit The shit's way off course It's like me tellin Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse You
sent him up to Washington For a photo op with the smoking gun He's got Purple Heart and American blood on his hands Chorus: Black gold for silver stars Cold hard cash
it last? A Johnny Come Lately, Johnny B. Goode New flex in your neighborhood Get the jewerly now, put the car on hold Roll up the ave., yes, to buy the gold Johnny
the cash between us And down the road we'd go To hear him play that music It spoke right to my soul Every verse a diamond And every chorus gold The sound
(feat. Johnny P) [Johnny P] I can get inside your head all day everyday, and play with your emotions.. Let me get inside your head all day, everyday