Lyrics:
(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by
the by-pass you might just see me scratching all these things inking it out, deliver us from temptation and doubt there's an abandoned trolly called safe
Over here
Over there
I spy with my little eye
Someone who's loved by Jesus
There's one over here over there everywhere
There's someone who's loved
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
get darker than cesspit
Gal in the group trap doing up textris I told her, meet at the flats by the red brick
She jumped in the driver's car just
Think about it before you walk in the door first
Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
running faster
Just to get by, wasting away
I keep reaching out my hand
I keep running faster
But I am finding nothing there
In places I've been chasing
will fight for all that is real
All who stand in my way, will die by steel
Brothers everywhere
Raise your hands into the air
We're warriors,
didn't bring it up there too fast
It's probably because of the... the long summer that we had here,
You see
You had a long summer and that's why...?
We
ooh ooh ooh ooh
Here, there and anywhere
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Love is in the air
All over
All over
Along by the Bund
I am so thrilled
When you take me in
it's done
'Cause you only live once
Yeah, and here's another piece of advice
Stay away from kids, 'cause their hair is filled with mad lice
There's
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
parter here Mr. Elvis
See Elvis I'm about the only motherfucker
who ain't been in there
Now shit where are all them cops come from huh
Now I don't mind
connect the dots
Leanin' to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back
connect the dots
Leanin' to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back
see this shit, little baby, what you stare? Reflection, it's like, ooh, over near. Over here, don't be like, where? Over there. Everywhere, I can see
was my life
My mortgage is paid and the kids are fine
So yeah, here I am but am I having fun
There's a ship in every harbor
Of every city that I know
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
the same
And it’s something more here
Gotta be the one to remind you of the score here
Lemme list’em out
George Floyd, Ahmaud Arbery, Sandra Bland, Sean
Set them on a trail of tears
Nothing can stop the people
King George does not control us
There's no sovereign native people
From the War of seven years
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
ever said and done
And there are just so many things I wish I hadn't said and done
I feel heavy
Now that things are said and done, I just feel heavy
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