Lyrics:
want to remember and forgetting what we choose to forget. All of a sudden, the man who called for a blood bath on our college campuses is supposed to be
Spring been the season
A thesis by a genius when I'm thinking bout my reasons
I'm George Benson and breezin, your pencil is weakest plus
You using
afraid to play
Afraid to play? Hear that squirt?
Go home before you all get hurt
We'd like to get just one thing straight
We heard you guys was really
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got George Benson, we got
I'ma call him Benson
Choppa got a scope, he can run we still gon catch him
Yeah, oou
We gon whack him
Yeah, now he dead
Talking tuff, now he filled with
the plank now
Dobo stock is rising
We gon hit the bank, pounds all up on the docket
Let’s go round the globe now , travel like a rocket
Eurostep the stress
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got George Benson, we got
with a beard or a man who is tall.
But today, kids, we have a half-man half-fish.
This man lives on marijuana and junk food.
And he does nothing all
got George Benson, we got Newman & Foster
We got the Brecker Brothers, and Hampton's bringing up the rear
All these bad cats, and more, are in
the air then be Swayze
Check out my girls, check out my girls
Sing that shit G, sing that shit G!
Give me the night, like George Benson
And have
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though we're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Don't forget, Christmas is comin'
Oh, that
PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH (was followed by "No new taxes," a promise he would not keep)
"We, the jury, in the above entitled action, find the defendant,
curtain call
I can hear these words bein' whispered by all
Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
They're all gonna gather 'round me
Lord, I wish they could
I SEE THE SIGNS
Music & Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda, Suzie Benson, Alberto Bof & Duke Christian George III
Each time we walk down the street somewhere
and he'll probably
Understand what it is
All about the kids of AD 2000 will
Draw from this music much the sam sense of
Well being and warmth we do today
For
chances
Damn that shit hurt me swear it got me in my core
I was sea sick and I ain't even by the shore
All this baggage damn I should've left inside
Stay one hundred to the grave, ain't gon' never change
Shout out to my mama, put her through so much pain
I remember all them shootouts that we had
Benson
and have fun, this jam is number one
We gonna party til it's done, me and DR
goin real far
In a black car, fat two-seater
Rich like Kedar, on my Def
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
Oh, my sister's here, by the way.
Well, my sister and I went to the hotel and said in the lobby and had a light lunch. We had a lot of bags with us
Funk is my mother, George is my father
Obsessed with creating another author
Now I remember back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they couldn't
there's no way out
Remember dem days
Not knowing which way to route
It's all good now
We out the hood now
Remember dem days
All of us under the covers
die asleep
Ah!
Vomit drowning
All brought on by vodka downing
Gin & tonic now and
Mix it out with Lomza how in
The hell, do we ever think this ends well
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