Lyrics:
Yeah, she think's I'm following her back
Huh, baby, you must be new
I don't really care for your feed and I don't really care about you
What I really
Afraid?
Looks like George Michael forgot to shave
It'd be a shame if your idol got squashed and slain
My poor rivals all crumble like coffee cake
They want
up in Geneva
Oh man, I did it again, didn't I?
Destroyed his Bando with a solar flare
I'm in the club listening to the brown note
My dogs will do
this
Sum of unfunded grit
Bitch I reallot land
Me is my man everything I drop hot ah hot hands (Ah that's hot!)
Iterating I'm immortal to immobilize
gonna do it ’til I’m dead fam test man
Where did the time go?
Live life on a tightrope
I watch time pass by in the sky
Bro birds eye view got a eye full
Yes
Michael take the wheel
Just let me put my rock n roll leather gloves on
Keith
Keith what are you doing back there man
Ma ma ma
In
George
Our stupid difference
Really what made us work
Told you I'll be coming
Back real late from work
I'm sorry I said some
Shit that made you
That "fuck it" mentality, bro
That last take, I'mma walk right the fuck out of the studio after I'm done with this shit
Except I'm in George's
This is tea don't be spilling my dam cup
And my shawty she tasting like fruit salad
Man I just caught a body I toe tagged it
Don't be thinking I'm joking
and hand your enemy the gun/
Last one to get my diploma/
Never did homework counselor said I'm going to feel it when I grow up/
cnd I'm chillin with
the truth
No, I'm not the truth
Your idea of me was developed
Thousands of years ago
Before man ever traveled to the moon
Before nuclear weapons
Before TV
Written by: Bob Curiano
(Marc & Michael)
After what I said I'm sorry
Can't believe I said we're through
Don't know what got into me girl
Guess I'm just
your breathing leaving you bleeding
George Floyd yeah he ain’t allowed to breathe
Breonna Taylor yeah she ain’t allowed to sleep
Eric Garner yeah he
deep inside,
Fire spreading, we gon' die, forced to live this life, but you're in my mind, as I'm passing by,
look into your eyes, at the quarter
Another black man in America
Dead in the streets by the hands of police
I can’t even tell you what is scarier
They sworn to protect but they leave my
with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'
I'm a rockstar
With whoopin' cough
(I am) sick, George Clooney wit' a Uzi
What kind of a movie star
Would hop out a movin' car just to prove he's hard?
shit off like fleas
I got a 'lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short
I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part
When I'm done,
fruit, let me get at 'em
Picking up the pieces in a world that's fallen
They imprisoned by ignorance, I'm begging your pardon
I'm charming, I am George
your verses sound like dirty dishes (gross)
I'm about to clean 'em in the kitchen (woo)
And we making money by the minute (woo)
I'm about to do it way
will you please tell us who you are?
What's your name, Buddy? Where you goin'? Who are you?
Well, I'm the everybody who's nobody,
I'm the nobody
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
TV screen, DVD, E-mail
Passenger, bad female, what the hell
Stash spot, with the hollow head shell
Niggas start trippin, I'm on the next tail
Hands
Need to get by before everything's
Get started welcome to the 100%
Gutta mixtape! Oh my god!
All my niggas, hold your head for me
Hold your head young
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