Brooks Buford - No J 4 U lyrics

( After I'm gone, your earth will be free to live out its miserable span of existence.) La-la-la-la la la-la La-la-la-la la la-la They said he'd come back and he did I seen him walkin' down La Cienaga, with a poor kid He was on his way, to the Beverly Center To get a pair of new kicks, maybe save a few sinners So we pulled up in the van I threw a bag over his head, yeah we kidnapped that man Took him to the house broke out the lines Then at gunpoint, made him make us some wine I bounce right back, again I bounce right back, and win I bounce right back, 'cause there is no sin The devil and God are both my friends No Jesus for you No Jesus for you 'Cause he's over at my house I said he's over at my house ( In the basement) La-la-la-la la la-la La-la-la-la la la-la We sat in the den, yeah we talked for a while He had long dreadlocks and a big white smile He said "Why y'all jack me like this, I was on the way to the mall!?" I said "I need ya answer some questions for me before I fall..." "What's up with all the bloodshed?", He said "I didn't do that. There's been a lot of name droppin' goin' on behind my back" "So what's goin' on with the devil?" "There is no devil and there ain't no devil, it's people that are evil!" I bounce right back, again I bounce right back, and win I bounce right back, 'cause there is no sin The devil and God are both my friends No Jesus for you No Jesus for you 'Cause he's over at my house I said he's over at my house ( In the basement) Me and the devil, Jesus and God Doin' 180's in the parking lot No Jesus for you No Jesus for you La-la-la-la la la-la La-la-la-la la la-la So I took the straps off and we got back in the van He said "You all right Brooks!", and he shook my hand He said "I like your friend too, what's his name?" I said "Louie" We took the wrong road so I had to bust a u-ey Dropped him off on the corner, and all he did was cuss That poor son of God got hit by a bus A moment silence, please No, Jesus for you No Jesus for you Chalked out on the freeway He's laid out on the freeway, for you Me and the devil, Jesus and God Doin' 180's in the parking lot No Jesus for you No Jesus for you La-la-la-la la la-la La-la-la-la la la-la ( Holla back. Ahahahaha, I'm just kiddin'.)