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you harm
Brainwashed by yours truly
No George Clooney won an Emmy for acting duties
Duly noted, model students
School the masses, left you truant

AND GOLDEN TAN RUBY RED LIPS, TORTILLA CHIPS, MARGARITA IN HER HAND
BIG BRIGHT EYES LIGHT PECAN PIES SAID DON’T TELL ME LET ME GUESS
YOU MUST BE FROM TEXAS

oxygen
I also saw George Washington, walking in, so i boxed him in
And I'm the next to sin, with my devil horns and my big ass grin
Ill kill all your kin,

the doors in their walls shut
You can't fight on with holes in your armour
Fire starter, fire, fire starter
Don't try barter, they'll have your guts for

Free 

Verse 1: Young Bradley

First Radio Raheem
Now Eric Garner
Wish I could wake up
And this would be a dream
Instead I'm trapped in a nightmare

in your eye 
If I'm shooting something then you know its gonna die
Group up in a circle I get to clutching on my knife 
Once I stick it in em then I

Lyrics & Composed by George Michael

Last Christmas I gave you my heart But the very next day, you gave it away
This year to save me from tears, I'll

Sittin’ by herself, well, she looked kinda pretty, 
Alone in that Southside bar
She was about 40, maybe close to 50
Couldn’t quite tell from afar

the enemy
Third eye wide open its not what it seems 
I know imma get it just by any means 
its now live alone in my empty palace


Crutching over got stomach

of the police
Held face down in the street (George Floyd)
Don't be another lesson on how iced tea and a hoodie after 9 o'clock might get you shot
(Trayvon)
Don't

education so they twice as bright
But a black shooter that hurts
Might as well put your reflection in a hearse
Brainwashed like we cursed
But I'm the r in

Militant feminist groups
Mad at Joe Rogan Podcasts
Riots in the streets
The outlook it is bleak
There's a knee on your neck
Read books by Jordan Peterson

baby's actin' crazy
So I ain't stickin' 'round
So I'm going to thе mall in my ‘69 Camaro
To pick me up a copy
Of the latest George Romero
I picked up my

fooled by big blue eyes
By a smile or a golden curl
'Cause she'll love you now
And then break every vow.

She's just a honky tonk girl.
She's just a honky

Benz
A dime in the passenger
Like seat change
And live old enough for a nigga to see change
Here's your receipt from a nigga who speak change
My eyes

There's been a deep connection since our very first date
Through our microchip implanted by Bill Gates
You can feel above us, it's in the air

You crawling back to me

The world outside chokes out your battle cry
Buried in the mix but at least you tried to
Reach for the shelf, you deserve

it all, I ain't talkin' shootin' dice
If we talkin' bout millions, I'm shootin' for 4 to 5
King in the making, bow your heads when I arrive, uh

of a Midwest sunset, oh so gorgeous
Transfixed by mixes, orange, purple, and pinkish
Twinkle in my eye when I'm blinkin', I'm tryna keep it
Self-made, been

Along the trail there's rivers to forge
Paying it back but one at a time like it's George
Tryna catch me but I'm still at large
I've been escaping by

Smell the perfume
Summer in bloom
With pink oleander
Wearing a smile
That could stop your heart
Or break it in two
He walks, ain't no hurry
With his

can't hurt

Big Ben on the piano I programme and dirt
Lord Steppington
Stepping in like George Jefferson

Count step a leather preference
Reverend run

around by myself cause all my thoughts be running
Sometimes the people that you love can't see what you becoming
I miss your vibe when you around I don't

to improve

Spaced out
Spaced out, in creation
Authored by yours truly
In tune with all things, music

In my blood at this point
And just like the great flood