Lyrics:
my lungs
Classified as the best ever
Nobody did this big where I from
Republican state, in the governors race
At a helluva pace, they hate my race
Agitation, fear no more
Propaganda war
Stop right there
Cover your face
Governor declares war on the human race
Lysol, cortisol, have it your way
[Governor]
Hustlin... out here...
[Chorus: Governor]
I'm out here, hustlin
I'm just thinkin 'bout gettin back home to you babe
I'm out here, hustlin
be together like ant hill
We were one
until race
Until race disconnected us religion separated us politics divided us and wealth classified us
And our father told us everything would be alright
In a time of disbelief and confusion
Disturbia
Governor predator or political murderer
All out
First bid for governor in 1958 by hedging on the
Race issue, against a man who spoke out against
Integration Wallace ran again in '62 as a
Staunch
this here gat and shoot ya in the eye)
Who ya fucking with governor E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree
(Then swing ya by ya foot)
Something's gone wrong with the world today
What's the matter with the human race
Everybody's fighting for more power and money
Braveheart's
Wallace...
Now, Wallace was, for all practical purposes, the governor of Alabama from 1962 until 1986.
Once when a law prevented him from succeeding himself,
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
I'm your governor Pete Wilson, ya know
The baddest
[Chorus]
Califoria ueber alles
California above all others
California ueber alles
California ueber alles
I'm your governor Pete Wilson, ya
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
I'm your governor Pete Wilson, ya know
The baddest
to Tennessee
Where he won himself that Governor's seat
It didn't last long because Lean Jimmy Jones Beat him in '41
A lot of people thought Polk was done
Young
I'm re-racking weights
You wanna eat off my plate
How that strap taste
Sprintin' to this money I just lapped you in the race
Yo life is boring, so you
you how
8. Governors Reeves, Desantis and old Greg Abbott
They’ve all adopted Trump’s nasty habit
Of Lying out their butt and both sides of their face
Why do we get divided by races,Social rankings and clothes and stuffs?The only reason of all our disgracesIs that we're unaware that we are just one!
happened in the sixties was that this country took just the first step toward admitting that it had been wrong on race, and creativity burst out in all
forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you
Until, I won this race, then eventually
My engine gon' burn out, I get whatever is meant for me
However
forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you
Until, I won this race, then eventually
My engine gon' burn out, I get whatever is meant for me
However
was a brand new start
And suddenly I was taken
New and faraway places
And the music I was shaken
It was a whole new race
When I woke on that
the race
They say my mouth smelling
Na my o'pon dey shine like Balotelli eh
And when I post one pic but am not selling eh
Ebariba hold something
They say I
(What!)
I'm the governor and the politician, you know (aye)
I've been gettin' hammered from the go
I've been in the fan for the smoke (SKRT SKRT!)
Yeah,
was a brand new start
And suddenly I was taken
New and faraway places
And the music I was shaken
It was a whole new race
When I woke on that
riding with my crew he dies, we die too
Yeah, but on the positive side
I think Obama provides hope and challenges minds
Of all races and colors to erase
Discuss these governor's race Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In