Lyrics:
Soul racin' man my soul ache
Another mama cryin' cause her child died
Another black life screaming don't shoot
Another protest, another pursuit
By
Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra
Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall
Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes
See the Walt
Baghdad, they they drop, they air drop water, food to people
Why cant they do that to their own people?
Doggon' anyone, that the same idiots can't get
house
The unfuckwittable individuals, that's us
That's it with this laid back shit
They about to rip and by the way
my dog George Clinton's in the house
overseas, calling Mama from Bermuda
Watch her accent switch when she speaking on the phone
It's the most wonderful time of year
Crawling by the tree like,
thang
I said: "Bitch, I'm on my way!"
I givit to you, homeboy, play by play
She had on polkadots with miniskirt
Jumped in the car straight went
puts it down like when the cops say freeze
Motherfucker put that pistol down put your hands up
And drop to your knees
And when you see me lay it
by me)
Then I'm gon' stand by you (then I'ma stand by you)
If you promise you'll be true
Then I'll never put my hands on you (hands down)
But don't
[Incomprehensible]
A few short words, and whaddya know?
Oh, whaddya know? He comes
Down, like water, fresh out the clouds clown
Drown you like
George Floyd, OH McMc by Ronee Blakley
Sawtooth Music,/cSCcP 2020
Blakley Records, RBPI
Oh Mama won't you come and care for me
Oh mama, I'm so tired
Pump pump pom pom POING!
Yo this goes out to George Bush
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi
a rebound back
(How you bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on black
Met man named George, straight drop, no whippin'
this one
Y'all know what this is, So So Def (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (uh huh)
All invisible set in
this one
Y'all know what this is, So So Def (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Got thirty down at the bottom, thirty more at the top (uh huh)
All invisible set in
mama, heard you party at the hoedown
Why you standin up? I'm just tryna see you drop down
Really juicy juicy so you gotta keep it movin'
Girl just put
Ouuu... Ouuu... 2723 Ouuu... Its Young Quis by the way
Ouuu meet her at the block she gone drop it like its hot
Can you do it non stop aye drop it,
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama
bounce it, wop it wop it
Girl, move that thang like you gettin' money for college, go
Break it down like you working for your tuition at Howard
Mama
to George Jones, White Lighting right down to your Cold Cold Heart
Never was a big stage dreamer, but that blue-collar six stringer, held us together when
Here go bad ass pops
Daddy watch over me the bad ass drop and mama ain't gotta work
no more believe that.
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
I sick of a nigga
Root down Mama, Root
Root down Papa, Root down
Root down Papa, Root
Root down People, Root down
Root down People, Root
Put your eyes in the rain
Drop
And I barely get to sleep these nightmares about my father
Man I got to rid this drama so I left my baby mama
Start by moving forward full steam
of chocolates
Because you never know what's in it
Started humble in Prince George's
But that ain't how I'ma finish
I've been eating all my spinach
Our expectancy
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son
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