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Call me a writer sing song typer getting finer growing up wiser
Some long nighters cooking up recipes
Flexibly Specially what you telling me

Just

Tooney
This ain't a goofy movie you buffoons confuse me
We directing y’all actors like George Clooney
So keep in tuned into the one and two

but a dream but also really what you make of it
So I'm sleeping lucid tryna stay on my creator shit
Tryna dodge the Judas 'fore they hit me with that

yeah, call me Katt Williams
Ain't shit funny though, why so serious?
Cuz blood still spill, period
These bitches is George, Curious
I'm living life really

George
I'll be rolling on the floor, throwin' a temper for sure
Had me feeling so good, she really brightened my core
And then she stabbed in the back,

on the way
Let me be the first to say
That I'll stomp you out in dirt
Till my white laces are submerge by red clay
And I wont digress Im way more malcolm x

Mercy

The Word Alive

Punk Goes Pop, Vol. 5

2012

George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go, wherever we go, we do

Uncle Sam put his name on
Top of the scoreboard
The Statue of Liberty's America's landlord
Politic you all connected so
That they hate more
Rappin'

to do what they want
No longer directed by the wind
Or any of these so-called forces of nature
They cruise around, they teleport
They're swirling around

Look Yourself

Apologetix

Adam Up

service it looks almost dead as he
Drops by but they keep on the electric
What a ghost town, he knelt down, don t know how
He opens his mouth just

Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale 
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail 
You can hate me, but await me like

to build another zombie of a mind
For years I have cried, tears backed by a dam
Advertisements, propaganda, what defines a man?
Inside every office, in every

don’t fall
Underneath their spell
I work hard
And I teach myself
Don’t rely
On no one else
I get by, on what I got
Cause the interest will kill your

forget the day George called and told me what happened 
My voice grew weak, my knees hit the floor 
When I felt your presence leave
I could tell you, but

Always wondered what my purpose was on paper
Wondered if I was movin' in God's favor
Wondered if the time came
How bad I'd get lost up in the vapors

six feet under

Nothing's so real like Murphy's law
Boltzmann brain is a crazy thought
Makes sense tho
The last question by Asimov
If I was God

hit me till a bonfire
All of a them got me damn lighter
George Bush... I'm glad he expire
Get replaced by Boracka Obama
Want me quiet, no I'm getting

look better in photos
I know what it is, you envy what you hate
I'm what you used to be
You was me in ninety-eight
Hungry for props, and ready to rock

I just know that you're the one
From seven billion people
You're the only one I need
I'm so lucky
To have you by my side
I'll love you for eternity

what I'm reppin Ima always be Me ginuwine flow nigga same ol g
Rest in peace to that George Floyd
And everybody we lost man its so Hard we gone march til

and it takes me away
Sung by country people and you feel what they say
Like George and Tammy who chill you to the bone
And Loretta Lynn who sings me back

survive or were born or our love ones we lost

2020 Was so long
2020 Now you ended
2020 I won't forget you
You got me crazy

Before we go too far
I want

the grief
Say every black name that was killed by police
Celebrate the wins of each other like team
Issa mood, issa scene
We're a seed of a dream
We been

I been stackin flexin out my bag
People pocket watchin tryna see what's in my bag
Bitches wit a hand out cuz my C- Notes over lap
She say can I get