Lyrics:
Pump pump pom pom POING!
Yo this goes out to George Bush
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi
house
The unfuckwittable individuals, that's us
That's it with this laid back shit
They about to rip and by the way
my dog George Clinton's in the house
The Little Daddy Shane
[Little Daddy Shane]
The mic is all mine
MC's crawl by when they see this tall guy
Six foot three huh, nobody's small fry
a hip-hop order
Movin upon the face of the water, like Reflections
Aiyyo all the real MC's can meet me outside
So we can decide how we gonna change the tide
learn (I'm high)
I use my Colt 45 to shoot down your Olde English
By the time that I'm finished I peel the caps off six Guinness
Skwad Training helps
number six
Forty yard touchdown
He just a sophomore
Snagged it off his head
Yeah poor Caleb George
Opelousas Catholic vs Sacred Heart dawg
Homecoming
you got something to say
(George Watsky doesn't need a fucking MC Name)
Verse 1
If I go spit a poem
If I go kick a flow
Doesn't really matter man
shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I'm
class takin' naps?
Yes
She gon' let us rap?
No
Time goin' by real fast?
No
(MC Father)
(Erheehehehehe)
to myself like Pee Wee Herman caught jerking off
I wish nobody saw me, wishing I could hide vibe cool Keith we spark
this
We step on stage MC's disappear
clentele)
Contagous tha MC, ill it in sickle-cell
(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)
Pronoun'll lock it down so MC's can't post bail
(The mic is
flash this watch my nigga, that hoe be back
And I ain't even rocking a Rolly or fronting with cash
I'm at the bar with George Costanza arguing for tax
auf jeden Fall wahr
Und by the way, was heißt The Game, scheißegal, bloah
Scheißegal, guck, Obama macht auf Boss, doch ich bin mächtiger
Ey, mach mal
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
Elijah's pride, when I spit, I cause landslides
Rain, hail, snow and earthquakes break the states
George Bush lay and wait for the invasion date
We
world but never been to Florida
They holdin' my shit, all winter
By the time the shit drop, I done already been there
The game's fucked, a thousand
intermission, run buy your camera
Record the moment, cause it'll be platinum
And you could say you seen Common rock the stadium
[Verse 1]
I was told by
niggas all hypocrites, y'all know what this shit is all about
Hunid dolla, hunnid dolla bill, real, uh
Her voice is full of money
He's a crook, George
That "fuck it" mentality, bro
That last take, I'mma walk right the fuck out of the studio after I'm done with this shit
Except I'm in George's
Yo yo check it
Unattached and calm sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars SE's
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
suspect
You ass like prime roastin, Calvin Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
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