John of the Fox
He called to Jimmy the Weed
Said, hey man, I know your name
I seen you cruising with the lowriders
Hanging out down on First Street Mill
Tuned into, listening to
The voodoo rhythm devil
Round the bay, they got some crazy DJ
Send you out to heaven
Jimmy the Weed, for greed
He was taken back
Johnny the Fox, you old sly cat
Clever little fox conceals his stash
Crest dollar bills can leave no trace
In the back of a black Cadillac
The voodoo's traveled
Down Skid Row, only black men can go
The shady deal unraveled
Jimmy the Fox had to hustle
Jimmy the Weed, he won't use no muscle
Jimmy the Fox had to hustle


That cat's so sly, slick as
Johnny the Fox breaks out the bottle
Tuned into, listening to
The voodoo's traveled
The beating drum for the lonely one
Send you out to heaven
Right out to heaven
Open...
To hell with the Mexican
To hell with the Mexican
To hell with bein' its tree



debit card
it's ethics
Yeah, I get it
I like all this
I got mad
Never had such an allure
Thank you.