Lyrics:
One day man go turn a star
I no go let anybody change that
But I know say e no easy like that
So I call on Jah
And if you think say e so easy like
Sometimes we ask ourselves
Why am I going through, what I'm going through
Why is it soo rough on me
Well, here's my story
Easy come, easy go
I
tour, man
Name's not George, but man are all Forman
You don't want war, man
Are you really sure, man?
Big right uppercut that'll make his jaw hang
Ref
the nerds asleep
I'm catching my second wind the second the first one end
I am "focused man"
And I'm not afraid of death
And I'm going all out
I circle
deh, cant do it now
The only sound is crickets, critics cant speak now
I man si di enemies a rise, ain't no surprise
Mi give bad man a blaze
be Boy George
Well, by George, I think he's got it
The Georgia Dome will fill
On my latest project
Cause the Georges on my bills
Prove we the hottest
going down the street
I rap to myself when there ain't no one to rap to
And to me, yo, my shit be sounding sweet
It's like doo wop, doo wop, oop
I chew
for peace
Fist in the air
Keep it coming
Side by side
We gonna ride
For George Floyd
And all the others who have died
I'm hoping for change
In due time
see the man with the plane
I'd be the first to shake him by the hand
I'll be the first to give him the news
We're going to save Celia Cruz
Celia
were you, I'd tell my homies "I'll holla"
And if your man ain't me, why bother?
I go by the name Carter, I got more plaques than tartar
I'm just checkin'
it’s not easy growing up in the hood
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1st Verse
They try say man will end up dead or in jail
Now look at the man dem we’re doing well
We’re popping
a chance
Christ! You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me
Finally made the train into
T-I-V-A-T-E real life, ain't no freebie
My seed can't be needy, no time for freaky-deaky
I'm movin on up like George and Wheezy
Who said that this was easy
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Got the jacked up Chevy 4 by 4
Running through the mud clear up to the door
Yeah Yeah
It's going down
none of these niggas don't understand me
Master P, King George, and Silkk and Cali G
so don't fuck with TRU man
and if you do
this will
that same place
You're going St. George's, they ain't treatin' you at mayday
Mayday, mayday, somebody call for help
Free all of my niggas in jail
I
(naw)
It ain't easy when you tryna make it out the trenches (ball)
Hit the block and sell drugs (woo, woo)
That's exactly how it was
Take
partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy
a plantation by definition
Christian, but don't drink the
Water in Flint, michigan
Free admission, a lot of dead-end routes
It's easy to get in but it's hard
rhymes man
You gotta hear my rhymes
I know I make beats but
You gotta hear my rhymes
Being on the train, Amtrak
Train going to Philly
To now being
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
Then we mention mafia
to justifying your cold
Man get paranoid PTSD so start projecting
Judging you by some silly beef they probably get in
Over
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,
Meet Eddie
Twenty-three years old fed up with life
And the way things are
Going, he decides to rob a liquor
Store but on his way in
He has a sudden
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