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Jim Jones Don T Forget About Me

So don't forget about me, don't forget about me I know, I know Now due to me, me and my truancy Running through the streets since early puberty What influenced me

Превод: Џонс, Џим. Не заборавите О мени.

and blowing you at the same time CHORUS: man, don't tell me about love and peace when one of the Joneses have a handgun pointed at me don't tell me

revolver The D.A., seargent and coroner's problem - now Highs get eight done, dips that don't play none Jim Jones, Freeky, Killa and the great one - Santana [Hook] [Jim Jones

[Chorus] (Jim Jones) Around my wayyyyy (Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status) Around my wayyyyy (I'm about to take you through my way you know the projects

trick ever performed Wasn't by Harry Houdini, David Copperfield or Black Stone The greatest trick ever performed Wasn't by Willie Lynch, Adolf Hitler or Jim Jones

your ass And blowin you at the same time Man don't tell me about love and peace When one of the Jones' has a handgun pointed at me Don't tell me to a

The D.A., seargent and coroner's problem - now Highs get eight done, dips that don't play none Jim Jones, Freeky, Killa and the great one - Santana [Hook] [Jim Jones

at the knees And you're about to drop You can't find your heart You need a warrant to search Get off your knees Boy this ain't church You can pray if