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Yonder comes Miss Rosie.  How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Yonder comes Miss Rosie.  How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
the waste grounds grow
This Earth divided we will make whole so it will be a common treasury for all

The sin of property we do disdain
No man has any
the place I grab the mike and your attention 
Me not getting that is like the night to George Benson 
Freestyle phenomenon drop bombs like Lebanon 
Watch
Yonder comes Miss Rosie.  How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
With the electric soul shock, body rock and rolling
Take a David T walk to that corner liquor store
And mama wants a new pack of George Benson &
say it's Erica

Who's always by my side, that's why I love her forever
She knows my whole pain and all the stormy weather
That I been through, what
invented so well
He invented a fortune, for a man named Bell
George Washington Carver, made the peanut great
Showed any man with a mind, could create
You
City run the game by a long margin

Nah they ain't ready for man, trust me ain't ready for man
Nah they ain't ready for man, trust they ain't ready
First bid for governor in 1958 by hedging on the
Race issue, against a man who spoke out against
Integration Wallace ran again in '62 as a
Staunch
OG's gotta come fat
Put the town on the map
The whole Richmond got my back
Just some playa with some game man
Gotta keep your game tight if ya want
Which part dek ...

There was one they crucified
Dead man tell no tales
There were some they hung so high
We know the reason why
Caught, and tried, bound
on

[Ludacris]
Look here!
Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word
But on my path to see the light sometimes my vision gets blurred
It's all a part
Key Largo
Runnin' Nat narcotic
By George he got it
Takin' makin' the G erotic
And the fiends they scheme
So he can put 'em down
But his method is
Yeah

I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie Academy hallway loiterer
More shows get my pre-orders up
Six deep, packed in a Ford Explorer
I toured the whole
on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day breaks
Amarillo By Morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin'
At least you was invited by the biggots
The motherfuckers told me to buy a ticket
To the phoney ass ceremony
Fuck oscar, emmy, and tony
Cause when it comes
of the
So-called radical man by 2045

Let's get radical
Let's get radical

Watch me now
Schooled in the art of digital games
When the war broke out they called your
your float on
I got the ease back style, watch out what i'm typin

Noise, noise, noise, noise

To summarize a lick at the man with the stick
Come
with Renee's razor blade

Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to
The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you
Think about
Yeah but if it all goes through like it's supposed to
The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you
Think about it before you walk in
of a parachute Mr. Drug War Junta-Man himself George Bush used when he bailed out of that bomber in World War II?

Hemp was illegal by then, but farmers were
frontin', I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it

Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
fronting, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your
George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got