Lyrics:
and I'll show you what the result is
By interviewing myself live from Earth nine
While standing right here in front of your anxious eyes
Cuz see when I
years old too young for an obituary
On his way back home from a convenience store through the yards of his neighbors was walkin
George Zimmerman spied him
in jail cause I bussed on her brackets
Like I’m George I keep some Washington’s
Niggas snakes you gotta watch your mans
I did some dirt I gotta wash my
grinding at the mill
Too long in exile
Man, I've really just had my fill
Too long in exile
You can never go back home again
Too long in exile
You
happen to be homeless again
Ask my best friend Marco can I live with him
Lemme ask George and lemme ask Carlos bro
Next time I speak to Marco he tells me
the one that I wanted
Was yours
Making my entrance again with my
Usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce,
My fault I fear,
It's hard to figure out what to say about George Floyd
This man kneeled on a man's neck for 8 minutes and 46 seconds
Can you imagine that
I don't
Rolling, Rolling Stone
If you don't have one, you're always home
Rolling, lonesome road
If you don't have one, you're always home
(Big dreams and no means
get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you
I
George Washington only thing that I throw
Flood the city then I go and lay low
Won't see me again till I book me a show
They say I'm the illist I tell them
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
in my head, for you
Is about to run dry of, uh, can we say oxygen
Because I take up all the oxygen in the room
And if you put me in any position
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,
like city buses
You fuckin' with the Hub City Hustler
The vans on the block won't touch us, the streets my home
So I move weight on the block like I
go on, it's time to drop a few bombs
(Get busy, G, go on and take ?em to school)
Yeah, it's time spread the jewels
I ask you about Malcolm and you
a note lane
KO
Make what you do look easy
Can't see me, they all get queasy
Movin' on up up like George and Weezy
Take ya style back, I really don't
do like that sometimes
But one day, one day, the old boy got sick and he had to come home
I don't have to tell you what he found
Oh, yeah, it hurt
don't already know
Or Mom doesn't already know
And yet you stay with her
Baal, take off the tape
But Rand, I love her
She stuck by me while I was serving
Whatever you do, don't lose this all fast
I'ma have to fly my flag at half mass
You go girl, you make me wanna holler
Take George off and put your boobs
dancing with our friends"
(I'll take her word for it the slumber
Parties were not jungle-themed in Canarsie)
You heard it here first "Anaconda" is about
the way, yeah
Anytime you need a friend
I will be here
Never be alone again
So don't you fear
Even if you're miles away
I'm by your side
So don't
by my side
They say you only live once well I'm trying to live devine
Ain't trying to have my life cut short like vacation time
Even when we try
aint my wallet
Ha
You know you wrong
Bitch keep going don't stop it
I aint say pause
Ha
Aint nothing soft
Make me take george out my pocket
I got them
drinkin' gin
Beat you like you be fuckin'
Up in school again
Beat you like you ain't take out the trash
Lay you 'cross my lap and beat yo ass
I don't leave
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