Lyrics:
into my eyes
My pops tell me I look tired
When he look into my eyes
Soon as the cameras come on I
Know how to look alive
My mom tell me I look stressed
I finessed a dude named Robert for a Honda Accord
I just scammed an old white man and his name was George
I just knocked out the bank lady like my
step straight into the party with my homeboy
Tino
"What's up?"
So get a good look bro
Get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit
But my name ain't
Jetson, crazy joint
Just like Uniblab, robotic kickin' flab
My flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter
I bet you my shit come
of the world
Red and yellow black and white-they are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Take my hand-let's unite
By the blood
And a little school crew by way of a little white dude
I paid my ten years of dues
Ain't paid a dime on the loan I took to get into school nigga
Wolf pack
put the mic up to regain a place by your side
And now there's no Fiya (Yeah!)
It just isn't in me to ask for the world's satisfaction
It feels like
alright
He is the way and the truth and the life
No one comes to the Father except through Christ
For we walk by faith and not by sight
Walk by faith
hate, but you come and show me love
Should've, would've, could've, fretting on what wasn't done
My real name is anxious, but the world just calls me Tom
to rise above
There is so much going down
To keep my feet on solid ground
Got to find an answer to my prayers
Just watching the world go by
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
into my time machine
On time my rhymes seem to paint a masterpiece
Blast you to Smithereens to a million pieces
With a laser beam from my pineal gland
get it, I gotta, I gotta get it
I Want The World Mamacita, That Pussy Can Come With It.
I gotta get it, I gotta, I gotta get it.
Tony in my mind, want
go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime,
all the world's a stage
Then I shall play my part
You may say it's cliché
But I say that it's an art
Every deck needs a knave to
Come and stack
the Lamb of God for his blood and his wool skinner
Day by day new grace will shatter the old you into Smithers
Looking yellow the water of life can heal
went
Where my heart went
SAT's or not I kept my pencil sharpened
Number 2 on any and everybody that marked him
Lunch room battlin' one-two mic check come
the grave
By then it's too late, we need to be ready to raise up
Welcome to the end of days
Everybody enslaved, only some are aware
That the government
Hotboxing like George Foreman grilling the masses
Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls
And asked them what they working with, look
In seventy-six the sky was red
thunder rumbling overhead
Bad King George couldn't sleep in his bed
And on that stormy morn, Ol' Uncle Sam was
God, what have I done now?
Took a wrong turn at the morgue
Here comes the next zombie apocalypse
George Romero's got another thing coming!
Took a wrong
How she toot that thing out
When she glide by
Got a nigga booted up
Yeah that booty got me high
How she toot that thing out
When she glide by
Got
can rap no egg roll
I walk into the bank and they calling me edward
Section 8 baby tryna build up my net worth
5 chains on my neck figure out what my
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