Lyrics:
hook it up and meet King George, 23rd street
straight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella folda
ain't no motherfuckin soda, cook it up like grenola
to bring
Them back a little bit later but we have
This very special highly
Evolved permutated tango it's
Actually a perverted tango by the time yes
It's so
thin air like a simple magic trick,
You’re banished quick bitch by the king of Hamilton!
Chorus Repeat x2
Verse 2: Kirah L (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
Yo it’s
American dream has been a living nightmare
For four hundred years in the land of the free
No justice for all when it comes to me
Go back to Africa You say it
it
I'm sorry, I'm a Hamilton with pride
You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide
Mister Eacker, how was the rest of your show?
I'd rather
I'm talking bout
Washingtons, Lincolns, Hamiltons, Jackson, Grants, Benjimens
I can't sleep at night
Cause
When I close my eyes
All I see is dead faces
listenin
Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission
"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (2X)
I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
gettin' paid
You might have left but the money stayed
In the ghetto it ain't all about drugs
Gettin' paid doin' all kinda stuff
Only rule on the street
the blues
In the city of music
Tell the truth, play some chords
Pay your dues and praise the Lord
Cadillacs, 4x4s
It's the city of music
This ain't no
a chairman (diamond)
Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
Please be afraid but I
George, you copy
Yeah what you got
I think I see something man, I don't know what it is
Alright hang on, making my way over
Hurry
Copy that
Soon As I Flip
6 Deep rollin in the whip
Shooters with me aint gon miss
2 x 4 thats a stick
Soon as I
Soon as I flip
Suicide
Soon as I flip
Started
ain't grind it up
Now my people all smiles cause we out the slums
Sayin, "Look at Big Bud ol' sloppy drunk
I remember when he sold tapes out the trunk"
got shooters around me like Steve Kerr
Pockets got Georges & Benji's & Hamilton's Abrahams too, ain't no Kenny
But that ain't a diss that's my dawg
"Hello"
"Colt Ford, what's going on brother"
"BG how you feelin' son?"
"Doing alright cuz
Think it's about time
We take 'em back down that dirt
"Hello"
"Colt Ford, what's going on brother"
"BG how you feelin' son?"
"Doing alright cuz
Think it's about time
We take 'em back down that dirt
it
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your prime
When faced with the final judgment of today
Who profited from
flow
Flow flow flow flow flow
If you ain't born with it
Radical man
Talkin' about the two and four, hit me!
Wait up
What George say, all around
you're gonna buy it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell
you're gonna buy it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell
gonna bite it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell the bookie put
the minimal (ha)
Everything about us still live by the principle (ha)
Can't put it in the hands of fate, ain't nobody got time to wait
You say now you
the minimal (ha)
Everything about us still live by the principle (ha)
Can't put it in the hands of fate, ain't nobody got time to wait
You say now you
fuck how you feel
If we rock then we roll like a muhhfuckin wheel
I'm the hottest thing out since the George Foreman grill
Ain't pressin no issue it's
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