Lyrics:
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
Lost city
When we're going six feet under the ground
And by that time all you live for is really gonna count
When you're on that podium, ain't no fucking around
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,
I tell your bitch, "Grab my dick! Ha! Now masturbate it!"
Don't catch feelings man
How she not feelin' Cam?
And look her by the waist feelin' like
onto it
But all I see is something shiny
With these bullet through it
Black man
So grip yo red and blue rags though
Tie them up together we mix purple in
goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly? 'Cause hip-hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked the light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we
goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly? 'Cause hip-hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked the light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we
Way down on Downtown Almond street
There's a man blowin' some waves out in the afternoon heat
By the corner of the Wiggy blues Café, he found his
son because the boys in blue felt like a black kid with a toy gun posed more of a threat than a white man with a rifle killing people
And on top of that
Alexander, Abraham, Thomas, George
Dead presidents in my jeans
Feel like a goat with six rings
Get to the top by any means
Alexander McQueen's on my feet
I HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE`S GOOD ROCKIN` TONIGHT.
GONNA HOLD MY BABY by the hand.
TONIGHT SHE`LL KNOW I`M A MIGHTY MAN.
I HEARD THE NEWS,
white and blue, I've got justice to do
I'm the man of your fantasy dreams
But I'm an alien man from an alien land
Who's alive on your orthicon screens.
Protests and growin' national outcry continues over the death of George Floyd
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Last night,
The man right 'chea
I'm comin' straight for your throat, like a coyote on a goat
Note by note, you sweat me like a ho be no, you ho
Cannot find
The man right 'chea
I'm comin' straight for your throat, like a coyote on a goat
Note by note, you sweat me like a ho be no, you ho
Cannot find
.
lemme do you right.
right-right by your side.
what you like?
Blue skies, like a kite looking fly.
Looking nice,
What's your price?
know Your love ain't
You never hear that we buckle
Beef? we chuckle
Scuffle over a game of pinochle
Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double
Unless you want
Beats by Choc
Yeah, 8: 28, that's my, that's my birthday
Too yeah
Rest in peace, granny
I hope when you lookin' down on me
You're seein' the man in
leaving here by any means
Forgiving all my enemies
Took advantage of the time I was in
I'll leave it as soon I can, no way out (Yuh, Yuh, Ayy)
Y'all think I
And throw down a cold one or two
There's a jukebox that's full of records
By Willie, Haggard and Jones
There's a picture of Elvis and ol' John Wayne
door
Don’t even try to call me “fam” again
You made it clear you don’t care about my mans and them
But tell me this
If it was me would you care then
If I
or as the final
Word of whatever God may be
Christianity has given us an image of
Death and sexuality that we have based
Our culture around a half
Naked dead man
Why am I why am I not viewed as a human
Why cant I just live in peace
Why must I get harassed by the police
Why must I be on the ground
Why
It's so
shook
Roy Jones Jr this girl left now she's hooked
(Yeah that's it man, that's it)
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