Lyrics:
loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Georgie went to New York town
where he quickly settled down
and soon became the toast of the great white way
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
Tell you a story not a little white lie
Wasn't long tall sally it was no surprise
That's right, tell me that's right
A tough act to follow not too
to plan it
But the dreams are real
Fly around the planet
Sip on sweeter things
As I understand it
Live by lesser means
But have greater standards
Take
back or get swallowed in these trenches where we wallow
My motto live big or die in shadows
Raise my hustle to them shallows pushing white to money
hair
The galaxies promised to us, there was magic in the air
Great northern paradise, white mountains rising tall
Too bright to notice the light we
get it sixty-eight for sixty-nine, yeah (woah)
Well, I'm just sayin', yeah, uh (I'm just sayin')
No, I'm not trippin', boy, go live your life, yeah
Black, white, asian
So many people think this way
Fuck with me and I'll shoot ya
We live in, what used to be the space age, future
To acid droppin' hippies
the American Idol into thinking
All it takes for a career
Is one great audition and The Voice
Everyone wants to hear?
Stop!
Think for yourself
You don't need me
peace you can be obtaining
Everything is brain training
And if it's draining, results will show sooner or later
So re-align with the maker
We unique by
dreams
But that is not me
I want to live so badly I'm willing to die doing it
But I will not be my undoing
Because this was not my choice
And I've heard
All of the people
Asleep in the free world
Deceived by the evil
Ignorance and lies
I pray one day maybe
That you will break free
Turn off your T.V.
how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid
how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down 'bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid
Back Down and Stick Up
Back Down and Stick Up
Back Down and Stick Up
Back Down and Stick Up
Back Down and Stick Up
We all live under
The same blue
white hope
Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope
Sea shells, sea shells by the sea shore
But now I'm slap, tap and a rap an' attack
(How you talk it if you never never live it Nigga)
(How you talk it if you never never live it Nigga)
(Oh you can talk it if you never never did it
I've been thinking about the great migration
Noon and night, they leave the flock
And I imagine their destination
Nettle grass, jagged rock
the sever
Ain't nothing clever bout losing your soul
Ain't nothing clever by having the whole and betting it all
Just like J. Cole
ATM, live it better man
Your heart is the same as the white paper
Upon which the woman is so carefully splashed
Both need her in order to become significant
If you had a vast
smoke, shots hit
We surrounded by Hell and politics, bulletproof or hollow tips
I'm the silencer on the loudest clip
The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put
I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
No disrespect to the greats
But I'm the greatest instead
I only call
liberal bullshit
All lives matter? I'm sorry
What's the matter? I've lost my place in
This great American novel
I missed the part on White plight
But what
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