Lyrics:
is adored by the world
This album has some lovely samples of
Beatles music it has, for instance
Eight new titles wrought by the incomparable
John
to ask you a few
questions, Ma'am. I understand you were almost devoured by the Ma'am. Is
that right, dragon?
Maiden: It was terrible. He breathed
to ask you a few
questions, Ma'am. I understand you were almost devoured by the Ma'am. Is
that right, dragon?
Maiden: It was terrible. He breathed
from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you fighting for?
Okay, look, look
Let me understand this
You've been living through life
Like a humble bandit
I
of the art
He's an original
Was.
I like the images
Some.
Come on
You had your moment
Now it's George's turn
It's George's turn?
I wasn't
Silver, Bill Evans to Terry Gibbs on the vibe
Gary Burton and album archives
Like Donald Byrd George Duke and Lee Morgan
Shirley Scott, Groove Holmes
tell by looking at them though
My glass is one-fourth full
It only feels dark, but I can see fine
Light is the darkness at the end of my tunnel
I was
women in him
He’s so mixed, kid, this kid thinks it’s George RR Martin Luther King day”
Oh George, are you writing, like, every day or
Are you stallin’
Can tell that the notes
That George just sang when he
Went: "This is Be-Bop
Even though you think it
Doesn't sound like that"
Is actually a sort
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
and if
you can deal with that. Okay hee Max Roach is here, alright. Man we got
an all star jam. Get down. Okay. This is great
[Lee:] Holy shit it's Sunny
is afraid
George sees the park
George sees it dying
George too may fade
Leaving no mark
Just passing through
Just like the people
Out strolling
Can't even smile with you niggas
My face is stuck
Me and my niggas We move like The Beatles
Too many rumors juss Let it be
Rainy days light up
Artists are bizarre- fixed, cold
That's you, George, you're bizarre- fixed, cold
I like that in a man- fixed, cold
God, it's hot out here
Well, there
like simba chips in Brazzaville
I'm Ali bombaye
Pick it up then drop dem chopsticks
Gotta marshmallow on the top of the rear How do I put this without
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
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
finger looking like po
Were nearing the end of the album
This is it
We boutta hit yall with 3 more hot verses
And then love yis and leave yis
Its been real
he sees him "not
As much as I should
But we make it worth it"
Meek isn't the only one anxious to finish
His album on the trip to Malibu, he is
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
Saw through my window last week
Though it was blinded not by curtain or the covering peaked
My curiosity was gorgeous I'm like George's first cousin
asked Jeffrey about it he was real nonchalant
Like I don't really give a fuck y'all can think what y'all want (see)
He really is racist, that nigga's
DOT, spoken
Are you working on something new?
GEORGE, spoken
No.
DOT, spoken
That is not like you, George
GEORGE
I've nothing to say
DOT, spoken
When I was a rich man
With silver and gold
Stand up a proper
Outside in the cold
By living apprentice
Stand up aboard
Like the old Hotel St. George
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