Lyrics:
that you're gettin' your stories from, they all clowns
I am a war general, seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
To the tune of “Underneath the Tree” by Kelly Clarkson
Chorus]
c virus' error threshold
Dictates how quickly that virus can evolve
c fine balance
over there
Then pop, pop, pop, more round of bottles
Then pop, pop, pop, R. Kelly follows
Then shit here like hard to swallow
Only real niggas here
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
The meaning of the life has been lost in the wind
And some people thinkin' that the end is close by
"Stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die.
Let
Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyoncé, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
My boy Roc, can you
a soldier from the past
Who won't be told it's over yet
Refusing to put down his gun
He's gotta hurt someone
He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won
back
The Dallas Cowboys want you back
Bob Wills want you back
Barry White wants you back (Baby)
Kelly Clarkson wants you back
and my pick-up wants
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
a soldier from the past
Who won't be told it's over yet
Refusing to put down his gun
He's gotta hurt someone
He'll keep on fighting 'til his war is won
of the righteous man
Needs a reason to kill man
History teaches us so
The reason he must attain
Must be approved by his God
His child, partisan brother of war
a tee big armed guerilla
And to my peoples in the struggle,
When everyday is a hustle so nobody move a muscle
'Cause Kelly got popped from her man
Both
I won your prizes and more
I went and lost them in a foreign war
Like grace is thrown down the well
Selling off Heaven for a perfect Hell
All
of 2000 years
In times of war and in days of peace
By kings, physicians, tax collectors, farmers, fishermen, singers and shepherds
The marvel is that
loves them and needs them
Well, now that's about all there is to tell
About that little trip into livin' hell
And if I ever go back over there anymore
Who you know rock a beat
So often
This is all I ever wanted like
Kelly Clarkson
Often, they be sulkin
When the coffin's brought in
But for you they
the boy in the swamp didn't know he was killed by advisers
So please be reassured, we seek no wider war.
And fires were spitting at forests in defoliation
Dark is the light, the man you fight
With all your prayers, incantations
Running away, a trivial day
Of judgment and deliverance
To whom was sold
of the righteous man
Needs a reason to kill man
History teaches us so
The reason he must attain
Must be approved by his God
His child, partisan brother of war
in the head
A flag draped over a coffin
Another soldier is dead
How many victims have fallen
How many more have to die
People dying in masses
Ain't
every soul
'Til love's all over
Let it reach out to every heart
To every disinfranchised people
'Til it is present and no more is
Pain all over
Our
and those I love
Shall know them by their strain
Those I love
When the war is over
And April rainbows win a blackbird's song
Their airs shall be, their
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
While you was gone, there was war
This is the west, get used to it
They put a Swastika over the door
Under the God, under the God
One step over the red
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