Down Low - Johnny B

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 slamin' doors 2-4-5 'n pullin' the keys Now these are the traged valuable luxuries to me In the early dawn, before you yawn I've been there swiped you and then I'm gone Now it's six-o-clock, my heart tic-tacs A black sadden bag full of bad ass rocks 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 been chosen I'm Johnny B Johnny B, how much there is to see Just open your eyes, and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B Johnny B, how much there is to see Just open your eyes, and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B The situation's tight You are billin' by the night Can't choose between the wrongs and the rights 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 when I stand alone A round mothern flexion bendin' by my own Here I lay down into certain deaths Two spirits calls grabs my very last breath Sometimes I wish reveseness in my path A simple guest or a simple laugh 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! Johnny B, how much there is to see Just open your eyes, and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B Here we go here we go now check the flow Here we go, Johnny B is in control Here we go here we go now check the flow Here we go, Johnny B is in control It's a sleepless night, he's callin' your name It's a lonely ride, I know how you saw him Again and again He's dressin' his dreams Yeaah, Johnny my friend, it's not what it seems... Johnny B, how much there is to see Just open your eyes, and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B Johnny B, how much there is to see Just open your eyes, and listen to me Straight ahead, a green light turns to red Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B