Lyrics:
shirt talk
Black Lives Matter, And I Can't Breathe
George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Why can't we see
The pain and anger, That strains from danger
Slugs paint
For all the girls,
Didn't want us when we were nothing
No Thing
Now Lexxus, Flexxus,
To Texas us oh ah
[Chorus]
Now she want be my, be
a best man
All up in my wallet, bounce up off me cause these checks can’t
I can’t take none of y’all serious
Even George ain’t that curious
I wipe
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm
saying???????......)
Same ol' same ol' thing baby bubba
What you say what you thought was really going on you don't know
Right right but you got caught by
tell you that she really don't need me
But the way that she believes in me it brings me to my knees
Yeah she by my side every single night
When I can't
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
George York burst through the door
His wife bleeding in his arms
Larry jumped up, "Jesus what happened?"
Alice had been hit by a car
They had been
(Don't believe) That dead King George will wake up screaming
Our soundtrack is the slowest thing
Some will ache, replace the sting
Rap stars brag
I got all that Shakespearean knowledge kind of a burden but good for college
I go to school and pay attention to things that you could never
The boy who had it all
Little did we know
That behind the joy
The sadness that you felt
Tonight we want to sing
We want to dance
Same way we did
Back in
middle name was Clark, the same as his dad
Franklin Roosevelt, Delano's the name that's inside
Harry Truman's simply S, his parents could not decide
back
They pulled him out and they drug him up there by a car
And took him over there and put him, hung him up on the maple tree...
That's the story
I run when I see you come by?
Alright, my son,
If a cop approach you, this is what you don’t do
Fuck that, teach your kids how to love black people
fired that round,” George Zimmerman finally admitted
But despite all the facts in the end he was found Not guilty and was fully acquitted
The defense
far off the ground.
I wonder if I knew even then that things wouldn't always be perfect,
That one day he'd seek solace in the arms of another woman,
far off the ground.
I wonder if I knew even then that things wouldn't always be perfect,
That one day he'd seek solace in the arms of another woman,
the game
Some years back i held crack
I couldn't say the same thing
Ask my niggas bang double and rowley
We was trouble got the fiends spot bubbling hot
We
a home with nine siblings
All sisters, no misters, mayne
Now this the thang
I won't be played by no dame
You fuckin' with me then you feel the same
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
George Washington only thing that I throw
Flood the city then I go and lay low
Won't see me again till I book me a show
They say I'm the illist I tell them
my firm belief
That the only thing we have to fear
Is fear it'self nameless
Unreasoning, unjustified terror
Which paralyzes needed efforts to
Convert
the snow that fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it bothered
I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met
Who could appreciate Georges Bataille
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