Upchurch, EmzyG - The Original Johnny Cash lyrics
[Upchurch, EmzyG - The Original Johnny Cash lyrics]
Let the BandPlay ha
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Honestly somethin' has gotten into me lately
I don't mean to go so hard
But damn the industry makes me
We done created somethin' epic now
They all wanna take it
All they see is dollar signs in
Return for my fuckin' greatness
Well bitch I ain't for sale and I
Damn sure ain't your show and tell
And there ain't a motherfucker
That's alive right now
That's gonna come top me on this scale
'Cause I'm connected to the time
While y'all connected to the bone
How many followers y'all got and how
Many hoes y'all takin' home?
On that middle bull shit I came
To this world like fully grown
'Bout to turn 26 and I
Already customized my tomb stone
My casket looks like a Cadillac so
When I lock this only door
Arms crossed, eyes shut
People are gonna look at me
And say "Good Lord"
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Cheatham County shit
My lifestyles so buck wild my mamma
Say I needa calm down
Representin' this underground
I got a fell in love with them gun sounds
Ol' trap house so run down that
We outside with this shit now (Go ahead)
Duffle bag with a zip loud and
The Mac 10 don't fuck around
Like MCG what's poppin' ayy?
Shinin' on them haters man
Runnin' hard like always still strapped
Up with that UZI thing
No champagne but I do drink that
Crystal clear from the creek bank
No restraint when I spit flame
And I don't give no fuck
'bout what a bitch think
Live day to day with a clean slate
Screamin' "Fuck the world" I'ma let it hate
I'm havin' dreams while I'm wide awake
And I still eat 'til I clean the plate
Still thankin' God that I'm still alive
They stop believin' after died
I'm motivated, I'm down to ride
Straight RHEC the world and be satisfied
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Honestly somethin' has gotten into me lately
I don't mean to go so hard
But damn the industry makes me
We done created somethin' epic now
They all wanna take it
All they see is dollar signs in
Return for my fuckin' greatness
Well bitch I ain't for sale and I
Damn sure ain't your show and tell
And there ain't a motherfucker
That's alive right now
That's gonna come top me on this scale
'Cause I'm connected to the time
While y'all connected to the bone
How many followers y'all got and how
Many hoes y'all takin' home?
On that middle bull shit I came
To this world like fully grown
'Bout to turn 26 and I
Already customized my tomb stone
My casket looks like a Cadillac so
When I lock this only door
Arms crossed, eyes shut
People are gonna look at me
And say "Good Lord"
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Cheatham County shit
My lifestyles so buck wild my mamma
Say I needa calm down
Representin' this underground
I got a fell in love with them gun sounds
Ol' trap house so run down that
We outside with this shit now (Go ahead)
Duffle bag with a zip loud and
The Mac 10 don't fuck around
Like MCG what's poppin' ayy?
Shinin' on them haters man
Runnin' hard like always still strapped
Up with that UZI thing
No champagne but I do drink that
Crystal clear from the creek bank
No restraint when I spit flame
And I don't give no fuck
'bout what a bitch think
Live day to day with a clean slate
Screamin' "Fuck the world" I'ma let it hate
I'm havin' dreams while I'm wide awake
And I still eat 'til I clean the plate
Still thankin' God that I'm still alive
They stop believin' after died
I'm motivated, I'm down to ride
Straight RHEC the world and be satisfied
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, black on black
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Black on black, Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash