Letra

Yeah, this is John Doe I've got, some whistles that I need to blow, But I think I gotta take it slow, It really isn't worth it, Cause maybe someone's gonna kick the bucket, No no no, ninety nine answers that I need to know, And I know it's really all for show, No I don't want no honey, I just wanna know what happened to the Johnny. Stray kids, they walk the city, Night fall on the streets they ask for money, They home right there and they don't care, Those fat cats with their Laissez Faire, Run the lights and start a fight, Them blues come by keep cool don't bite, Get outta jail with the dollar bill its normal right? Chop shop feel the heat, Welcome to the pretty vice city, Where the hypocrites are hailed as king, And nepotism reigns supreme, Thug life is everyone giving blood sweat tears for a piece of bun, They don't got no silver spoon yeah, Hashtag, Capitalism Some whistles that I need to blow, But I think I gotta take it slow, It really isn't worth it, Cause maybe someone's gonna kick the bucket, No No No, Ninety Nine answers that I need to know, And I know it's really all for show, No I don't want no honey, I just wanna know what happened to the Johnny. No discrimination, no no more oppression, No more preconception, so just stop the hating with No discrimination, no more oppression, no preconception Just stop the hating, Chop shop feel the heat, Welcome to the pretty vice city, Don't stop, move your feet, Everybody looking kinda busy, Chop shop feel the heat, Welcome to the pretty vice city, Don't stop, move your feet, Oh Mr Jacobs, break it down Solo The world can be ugly but, With a little bit of good we can change the hood, Charity begins at home, be positive don't pick a bone, You get what you give, stop making it about yourself, This is my philosophy yeah, And I've got, Some whistles that I need to blow, But I think I gotta take it slow, It really isn't worth it, Cause maybe someone's gonna kick the bucket, No no no, ninety nine answers that I need to know, And I know its really all for show, No I don't want no honey, I just wanna know what happened to the Johnny. And I've got, Some whistles that I need to blow, But I think I gotta take it slow, It really isn't worth it, Cause maybe someone's gonna kick the bucket, No no no, ninety nine answers that I need to know, And I know it's really all for show, No I don't want no honey, I just wanna know what happened to the Johnny. No discrimination, no no more oppression, No more preconception, so just stop the hating with No discrimination, no more oppression, no preconception Just stop the hating, Can you feel the heat, In the pretty vice city, Come and move your feet, Everybody looking kinda busy, Can you feel the heat, In the pretty vice city, Come and move your feet, Everybody looking kinda busy.
Writer(s): Dzulfadli Hj Ibrahim, Ahmad Yazzer Ya'cob, Fadzli Mohd Pauzi, Chris Daniel Kwa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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