But I'm evil dirty and mean
Two pounds blood pasts through my bloodstream
Frightened huh you should be
Who am I I'm Johnny B
Here we go here we go now check the flow
Here we go Johnny B is in control
It's
I'm searchin' for the clues yo-what am I gotta do
I got the habit to take valuable things from you
Here I stand and I'm physically trapped by my tent
Drifting northern breeze triumphal is this adman
A lonely path
My identity has to be exposed
Stealing from the spot that I chooly chosed
I lose and enfuse my choice to chose
Now I'm sick and I'm fallin' deeper in the mess
There's no hope for me see
My path has bee
Check it out
It's eleven-thirty my hand is getting dirty
Snatchin' up things that probably can't be waitin'
Now this is a vision of a violent life
Livin' by a guard and totem of the night
I'm slammin'