Lyrics:
on through
I thought you should know
I got me a new girl down there in Jefferson City, and
She lets me fish whenever I want to
Yeah, I'm still proud
on yo block for the hell of it
Put that boy in the sky like he heaven sent
I got money that's older than Jefferson's
She told me pull up ain't nobody home
into the city just to watch all the guys at
(Work, work) Angelica
(Work, work) Eliza
And Peggy (work, work)
The Schuyler sisters
Angelica,
I've been many places
BadNewZ is where I call home
I love my city
Every chance I get
I rep it up
I've been many places
BadNewZ is where I call home
takes to get my plan on the Congress floor
Now, Madison and Jefferson are merciless
Well, hate the sin, love the sinner
Hamilton
I'm sorry
the home
Been living Osaka city Many things to be seen
Smoking weed sipping lean in the Materialistic city
People still struggle to deal with sticky green
I wish could hear your voice one more time
Grandma Daisy what you did for us will always be on our minds
You see you were not just an educator
You
the city just to watch all the guys at
Work, work!
Angelica!
Work, work!
Eliza!
And Peggy!
Work, work!
The Schuyler sisters!
Angelica!
Peggy!
Eliza!
Work!
the pimp daddy's (3x)
Smooth plushc rides in the velvet caddy's
All the way live down Jefferson
Inner City Posse's got the best of them
With a tape and your
forbidden this nigga get his written off
Hardest spit in the city y'all niggas spitting kitten soft
Confused and amazed shook up with your brain missing
support
I show no remorse
I am not a lecturer, professor or editor
But a educator whose been elected as the emperor
The mother city was pure ‘til they
Fed my money to the hungry college educators
I walk around Oblivion
Ya got no money, but I got some Ritalin
So let's go down to 6th street, high
the path filled with corpses, just a feast for the crows
It's the feeling in your neck
When you're walking down the alley with your folks
Heading on home
I am the great procrastinator
Fed my money to the hungry college educators
I walk around Oblivion
Ya got no money, but I got some Ritalin
So let's go
the lies
Yearning to breathe free
Shouldn’t be a crime
A city on a hill
Was built on a grave
In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Oh say
Their
I never really saw you first at The Second City
Your early works are really hard to find
My side in stitches watching you try to get home for your
on Jefferson
When we ride
Headed straight to Belle Isle
Shit bouta be jumping
I can see now
Niggas bought the whips out
City pulled that drip out
If I dip out
walkin' home or even a block from lake street
Man, give me room the only rapper with a womb (ah)
That will spit that sixteen bars to send you rappers
And Annapolis in Maryland on Chesapeake Bay
They have wonderful clam chowder
Cheyenne is in Wyomin' and perhaps you make your home in
Salt Lake City out in
He just a fella
I play the game
To get the monker
In the middle
Been a long day
Case i been on the road
Hit you one time
Now i feel like home
Baltimore City Product
You already know how I'm rocking when I'm rocking it
Yadmean
Ya Dig
Skieeeeeee
Don't waste your time, don't waste your time
The one you
names you can't quite place
They're mothers and fathers now
Steelworkers and middle managers
Prostitutes and educators
Pretending they're where they want
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
What’s poppin
Welcome to the state of Jefferson
With my boys Kingstone Island
My name is Gemineye
We bout to tell you about our state. Oregon baby
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