Lyrics:
the thumb and
The finger are beaten together with
These two little metal things to
Make it go ding, ding, ding george Duke is
Now applying an ingenious
rope
Faced-paced tone
Tag, you're it
Running from it
Make it so ripped
Speedy good thing
Like it's a click
Sitting in school
Pooja's cool
I know that
to wake up in a ditch.
And I'm stacking up dinero
Got this young man feeling like George Romero
Pick the bone clean always saw it in the tarots
Dig a little
heartbeats props)
[Shock G]
Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie
years
I don't let things like that bother
Me if I'm too far gone I
Got the right to say it, right?
Okay just checkin' with ya it's 'cause of
This abyss
doin' tricks
Nighttime prostitute kid, I'ma take your loot
I heard you queer now like Boy George blowin' flutes
With high heels, you stole your mom's
the trees
And rain fell softly on your face
Oh I remember every little thing about that day
I remember every place
Grey skies, you were laughing
whole life like it's my sworn testimony
The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God
By the way, George Washington added that
So
my way
I'm not going to be defined by the cruel words that once escaped your mouth
Only going to take
The things I deserve
I'm not going to turn
I really dig do you feel like
You get crap for that a little
Bit? The people misunderstand you?
Yeah I'm not fearless, I just have
Courage, bravery
cappuccino
Pussy rappers so high, high heels
I see things a little different, Tarantino
Mr mac, shit, something you have missed
Y'all are stunned by the double
a thing if
You were just like me
Living lavish, shoutout Casey Mabbitt
Ladies just mad at the fact that I’m packing
But they keep attacking
Trying to see me
you and your preference
Barely Legal blow up like terrorists
Wam Bam Like I'm George Michael
Norman Bates way I go psycho
Bloody walls in the halls make
of this little bar
A kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn
Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had
of this little bar
A kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn
Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had
thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing (one thing, one thing)
(Yo, yo)
The second verse is dedicated to the men (men)
More
Well, the first thing I want to say is??Mandate my ass!?
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not
(like you got yen)
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty
bricks
I'm the interstate, man
And the women say "damn"
Them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you
Bounce like a bed spring
Walking
Can't you see it's just me and you?
Panoramic view, that's my point of view, babe
All about me, that's the energy
That's that lemon pepper thing, I
Can't you see it's just me and you?
Panoramic view, that's my point of view, babe
All about me, that's the energy
That's that lemon pepper thing, I
about the ones who fought and died for
Our freedom, time to break that curse
We the ones killing us this me standing up
Oh yeah, Ion like Trump
Yeaaaa
that's haram
Fresh out the slammer
Out the can
Man might light up the earth like Taliban
You can't refund shots no Matalan
Arthur's soft like pudding
I
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
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