311

311 - Juan Bond lyrics

rate me

H to the E to the X to the U to the M

I'm Hexum, I always seem to vex them

Even when I really don't mean to

But I'm a brick house and you're a lean to

I kick the positivity like a shipwreck on a raft

In a sea of negativity it covers them half

Half of the world, the figure is intact

Which way will you have an impact?

Come back to your bro, do what your soul

But when you're in the mode just flow

I stick to the brick of the house of the funk

And the swing and the vibe of the reggae hip hop

Sing it for the people not the chaser of the steeple

And whatever you do don't stop

I come and drop a clue from me to you

Like Fantasy Island Chad's got one tattoo

If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man

If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man

J U A N B O N D

J U A N B O N D

J U A N B O N D

Check it out, I've got clout

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Damn

Miles I'm drivin' in the mach with mad

Not unlike a box I am, endore how fox I am

Inferior spinning is my hand

I see a man like me stand

Between mirrors and seem myself go all in lieu of them

Flowing, I didn't know my soul dig

Becomes the body of another one

Constellation, the mirror is such a simple above collection

And the mic down in my eye

Today we're taking out Paris or say

Of the lands heavy spirit of ill descending

Oh my God I made a mess haul

See mercury fall from hands flung

Red, super and deadly as I step into an outer sea

If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man

If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man

J U A N B O N D

J U A N B O N D

J U A N B O N D

Check it out, I've got clout

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Yes, I do

(No you don't)

Damn

Here's some advice, it's called A B C

This is your world, you can be anything

People look at me and think I know just what I am doing

But half of the fucking time, I do not have a clue and

In any given situation I always say stupid things

Not as bad as P-Nut, but he's cool just the same

Norwegian, Scottish, Irish, and Mexican

And on the drums is the one Chad Sexton

Super phat beats that you just can't fuck with

Doing the type of shit, gonna have a good run

With the stupid motherfuckers and those party going thieves

Living my life with them, 311 University

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