Lyrics:
or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?
Let me get a outlaw
and a baby
I can't cope with it
a chance is something that I never had
I'm standing on this corner
I got my rocks in a skittles bag
can't
Here we go
George george george of the jungle watch out for that tree
Or if you're an emcee watch out for me and my man Jazzy
Ahh just hitting it
Let me see ya dance
New coat, huh?
That's nice
Did you buy it?
Yeah, right
You seeing that rich motherfucker again
You know who I'm talking
when it heard the first blast
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
Looked more like
and the Aggies and the Hamptons
They book us, won't book us, I'm Booker
T. Washington, George killed, for twenty
Think about it (think), that's two thousand
wick
Kill my dog, it won't be no Part four like John Wick
This paper and this water got me fly, I think I need to take a shit
Long live P&B rock free
of the Coors
Would a bottle of the George taste better when I'm drinking that poolside
Maybe
Life been a bitch ain't it
That's why we still getting faded
Lowkey
eaten up on it
If the speaker's aren't modest let ya hi-fi chill
Defined by skill, I raise my voice high like Milk (Dee)
Aint got the frills, Aint got
Yeah you know we gotta eat
Hot like the Miami Heat
You know Ima rock beat
You know we bout it let’s go
And you know we got the trees
My shit is
Rock-rock-rock all night
Rock all night
Body look like mine?
He keeps on the lights
I act so different when I am not by you
I can't control myself
the station on rock FM
When I hear Curtis Lowe we'll turn it up to 10
Yeah thats how I roll
I like country with rock n roll
Play me something on the radio
Play
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
Verse 1:
George
His name is George
We call him George because
Because George is his name
cnd he soars high above
Where most will never go
With his
the black hooded team what it means
When bullets scream from the hot Glock like rock from a sling
("Sometimes...") Pushed through like George Bush Operation
cause I smoke the best pot
Road trips, I let my young chick rock
Hold the work for a nigga
Slide at the rest stop
Hungry like a nigga fresh out
Sippin'
get concious minds provoked and ghetto passes revoked
cause we surrounded by the evil, you know that the people's minds
is feeble they believe in it
the handsome Barry Tam
Upright bass slapping by the Bluesman
Ying Kool show you all of his guitars
Vocal Felix sings that song to fast
Let's hear it for
I finessed a dude named Robert for a Honda Accord
I just scammed an old white man and his name was George
I just knocked out the bank lady like my
for a scorched earth what's it worth,
Enough is never enough, let's have a little moan put the world to rights,
Sit back and watch it all slide by
George Floyd say he couldn't yehh
We been at the bottom for so long
It's time to make a change and let these peoples know they wrong
So many family members
don't drive Maseratis
Nor rock Versace
G 63
Ricardo Tissci Gevenchi
I make the bitch
Wish she never did it
Didn't respond
To a text for a month
It drove
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
a-rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat,
Reast a little while
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