Lyrics:
How do you feel about that?
Cult Leader eh ha ha ha
Yea there comparing you, to you know like Jim Jones or Davey Koresh
You know that's real
tonight
(Let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like
Ooooooooooo and how about some George Jones
Oooo yeah
Yeah how 'bout the Stones
Oh how 'bout the stones
Believe I'm just next to carry the cross for my people
Fuck cause, we've got to stay the course 'til we equal (uh-huh)
When we lost George Floyd,
ought to be bringing up your little girl this way"
It was signed by the secretary, Harper Valley P.T.A.
Well, it happened that the P.T.A. was gonna
race
They might as well just watch
They always told him
Don't eat the fruit from that tree
George ate the apple
And then he noticed Eve
He took another
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
but a cruel hoax
Her grandmother died when she was five
And she never did know her folks
Her father fell in a gun fight
And her mother by an overdose
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
You know the vibes.
Us relaxin' beneath the night sky.
Us backseat chillin' in the ride.
You all warm by my side.
I love havin' you close me.
Mood
I heard "Run" on the radio, yesterday
Got me thinking 'bout, how much you love George Strait
But by the time the airwaves ever played that song
Rip George Floyd
But women
Rip Breonna Taylor
Trans people
Rip Tony McDade
And Children too
RIP 7 year old Aiyana Stanley-Jones
Killed by SWAT
Yo this
night
Damn
Hit it
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your pride
When faced with
Pound
No father figure, just gangbang nigga
'cause they give it up quicker and they learn to pull a trigger
All role models on TV
Most of us ain't got
the headlights
But I'm not driving alone
Sitting passenger's the ghost of George Jones
I guess we'll drive through the night
To see the truth of first light
Dust
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a-when it comes to my
Nigga, this shit is about respect to me
Love to see when I walk up in the club
A nigga run up on me, tellin' me I'm the realest nigga livin'
Nigga, you
A whiskey Coke makes me wanna smoke
Not care if I go broke shuttin' this place down
George Jones jukebox songs, hell yeah, I sing along
To help me forget
And vodka makes me a liar
And rum it makes me want to have fun
So stick a quarter in the jukebox
And put on some old George Jones
And I'll take a chance
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of stones'
It's a whole lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones
Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just
I found a real good woman, thought I was the only man
One day she came to see me, and took me by the hand
She said, babe, I still love you, but you
when you're not weeping
I'm going nowhere, it's here for safe keeping
I like Leonard Cohen and George Jones too
I got a playlist to share with you
guess that's just the way it goes
I ain't tryin ta preach
I believe I can reach
but your mind ain't prepared
I C U when you get there
Chorus:
I'll see
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