Texty:
Cash Johnny Here Was A Man

(Joy to the world, the Lord is come) Here was a man, a man Who was born in a small village The son of a peasant woman He grew up in another small village

Pride was the man in black Rock and roll used to be about Johnny Cash Yeah, whatcha think about that? Well, I'm a crazy son of a (Bad word) But I know

you a sample, you ain't playin' these Kinda beats, so funky make your fingers pop If you can't find a sample you ain't got Not one damn thing for a

I thaw a putty" Ghost, please you don't even want to know Droopy Long wrote a song, like to hear it, here it go Ricochet Rabbit had a habit, he was

watch out yo it's time for MC bashin' got more loot than my man Johnny Cash and I'm hard like a 360 twice jam ask Dr. Dre and Ed Lover who's the man I

on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, f**k the fame I'm a simple man Mr.

"Pop, your loved ones all are here" but he just lay there with his eyes closed, and I think he shed a knowing tear Yes, I wanted so to tell that old man

girl with the golden hair And she was a-riding on a Tennessee Mare Pretty little baby on the cabin floor And a little horse colt playing 'round the

fishes five thousand had fish and bread Who was it everybody (it was Jesus) who was it everybody (it was Jesus) Who was it everybody (it was Jesus) it was