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Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour

And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
Heaven
On Crip, the whole world know what set you was reppin' (Rollin' 60s)
My condolences to your fam, you was a blessin'
Nigga, even Stevie Wonder saw
was twenty one, just a son of a gun rollin' like a stone I was born to run
But I never met a girl like that had me turnin' round coming right back
We
disappointed)
Rest in peace to Ahmaud Arbery
An ex-cop killed him thinkin' he committed a robbery
George Floyd gettin' murdered was on the Internet
For eight
George Michael does on maybe
This country should take a look at itself
Pay more attention to mental health
Properly redistribute the wealth
But lyndsays
Fordham
This dog was frozen, so my high heat thawed him (Wu!)
I blown ya, you need a blood donor
My bitch ghetto, like Florida and Laronia (girl)
Fordham
This dog was frozen, so my high heat thawed him (Wu!)
I blown ya, you need a blood donor
My bitch ghetto, like Florida and Laronia (girl)
the Danks
I like my sex by myself
(I like my sex by myself)
You like your sex with Michael Phelps
(I like my sex with Michael Phelps)
And if you like
Davis, on that Sarah Vaughan
On that Marlon Brando, but I got hands of Stone
I love chicks with soul, Nina Simones
Spiritual with some Hustle boy  Audre
rollin' like Roly Poly
At fifteen, my girlfriend was thick and she would slowly blow me
I would beat it down when she come around
She was down, she would
came to drop it
The prophet is to love each other
Michael Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah
They got our love by go get Africa

[Lord Superb]
Harmony,
return it to sender, you can have what you chose
At one point in time we were bought and sold, traded like cattle, and beat by men
Poor Bre Taylor she was
the coat, ride it like a motorboat
Did this shit all by my lonely don’t you try and call me bro
Let the record show, luke do not posses a soul
Michael Myers
George we both graduated class of '04
I look deeper, he's got trees up in a beaker
And in his fist, Backwoods and a Bic
That's that shit, Michael
Is you
would develop lots of beef as a tweaker 
And all of them was mostly come lookin for me 
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin 
To rat pack,
a garden turn stone and now a artist
Gangsta get respect while living I'm George Braque
Got Glass ona table and the Louvre hi hater
Tha way raise dese rocks
at George bush for being a rich son of a bitch
at least he didn't marry twice for money, he was already rich
high school dropouts and graduates you're

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