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no problems
Gets gunned down by his son and his father
And it would've went unsolved if no one had saw it
Whole world saw it, got thrown in the closet
Okay, so this is Outlaws Mind. It will be track number five on the seven
track album, Outlaws Mind, but there is a long pause for a little
didn’t choose the tree
Down on city center
It seems like yesterday
We said we’d make a change
The whole world said we’ll never be the same
Crying say his
in music
Over the last decade
WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best
Album this year this year
I only got two nominations
By the Grammys: for
Best Rap
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
just fucked Ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him
If Affleck can get his ass licked how come I can't, shit
God damn bitch, I'm rich, I can't
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
his murder on my phone
so all the world could see it too
By the time the news was known
George was already home,
his sacrifice made while he was
The most important artist of this
Generation over 21 Grammy's
6 Consecutive number 1 albums one of the most
Impactful voices to ever grab
Taft had a daughter and two sons
Woodrow Wilson was the president during World War I
Warren Harding had some trouble with his Teapot Dome
More than six
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
but the type
Of bullet that stuck had went against his will
As blood spilled on your hands
My plans rather vindictive
Everybody's a victim in my
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
feared by these damn pricks
You think a damn bill will fix someone's death your logic must be chronic
Out of pocket no empathy, like you're a piece
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
I shoulda been by know
Cadilacs stand to the tree line I making then be like
Swerving to the curv tires pealin rubber pealin
Pull up to a halt but
that means and I'll
I'll, I'll try to- try my best to do it for you)
(Going back to The Matrix)
I'm twenty-two and the world becomes uninhabitable by
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
[Talking]
Introducing, (whoa) the worlds...(it's the world's most hated nigga)
...hated nigga, yes, you know what I'm sayin'?
y'all niggaz ride
INTRO: Badda badda ay yo rest in peace George Floyd and all of my brothers and sisters that's been taken by this racist system, This is the last
Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"
Today I'm carried by a league
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Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
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