Lyrics:
your average scratcher
Stature of a rapper slash actor
Back to the future on wax
The future of rap
Tap like Gregory Hines, read the headlines
people, we are the future
[Chorus: x2]
Harriet Tubman, Shirley Caesar
Miss Jane Pittman, Juanita Bynum
Maya Angelou, Bishop T.D. Jakes
Madam C.J.
And i'll gladly pack your bowl
With the kindest strain of weed
Maybe OG kush or Northern lights
He'd share it all
Gregory always made your night
That dude
do me?
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't
scratcher
Stature of a rapper slash actor
Back to the future on wax
The future of rap
Tap like Gregory Hines, read the headlines
Hip-hop's number one son
Gregory
Meet me at the corner
Meet me at the corner
Meet me at the corner
Meet me at the corner
Dawg a nuh every weh mi guh, like fucking mosquito
And if it's Gregory Hines then its tap then (Where it at?)
Hear you niggas talking 'bout it, where it at ho?
I'm all about my business, I'm a business
j'pourrais rattraper mon temps si j'arrêtais d'en faire
Et j'pourrais t'parler d'mes erreurs si j'arrêtais d'en faire, yeah
Smith & Wess', tu perds la vie
legal
Ain't no sweating this all for my people
Got a bestie, we met on omegala
Let it all off the reload, she knows
Top of the key like I'm D. Rose
Got no
you do me
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't
parked in a red zone
I tried to warn my carmine brothers bout smoking that pipe with Captain Smith
I'm Nat Turner on my best day
"I'm testing positive for
replied
Hey man my name is Gregory Bennett
And I'm writing a song do you want to be in it?
So I asked
What the story was?
He made me promise right there
On les choque, mafia d'Afrique
Classique, basique, Stan Smith
Élégant, mais trop deep, trop street
Dans tous les blocs comme une paire de Stan Smith
and down
Like a Yo-yo
Oh no
That's just how we do it
Smith and Smith hitting aces
Call us Lleyton Hewitt
Coz that's how it goes bro
You don't even know bro
Brighter Day
Greg Roy
Key: D
90 BPM
Time: 2/2
Intro
Em Bm 3x A Bm
Verse: 1
Em Bm
System is getting dread
Em Bm
youths have lost their minds
Em Bm
voice when out to me he calls
(Then I hear him say)
Gregory, I'm
Coming in
Blink my eyes
And my head starts
To spin
You release my arms and unbind my chin
Dis be da real D. W.
In da hood
Yo muthafuckaz yer doin it
Taylor bitches
Yo vibin hard
Stupid ass wigga
Seein red
Time to dig, wig
Yo this be
Got that Will Smith energy
Got that Will Smith energy
Smack Chris with the pimp strategy
You can tell I got Will Smith energy
Keep ya mouth shut
uh-oh
Cliffy D
Patah
Dusty Leigh
Ima Show stopper
Country talkin panty dropper
Boot wearing no time for flip floppers
Ain’t stressing god gave
Any winter Fendi denim like a slender nigga
Looking in the mirror I can see the real contender
Celery for even Gregory I'm on my dinner
So what
Yeah
This is that West Coast Sounding
New York mentality type joint
Yeah
D. Steele on it, uhh
I can hear Snoop on this joint but I ain't got
from a zero
I rehab like I'm D. Rose
Now I'm back here to expose the
Lames in the game what's your verse really saying
I know my styles a little plain
Grits & Collard Greens 111917
Lyrics and Music By: Gregory E.
Dube, Ras Kimono, Majek Fashek, Gregory Isaac and so on... RIP to me late father, Master J. D. Adako. Yeah!
Jah live... Take it to the right...
Yoho my
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