Lyrics:
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So Mary packed her bags and she became Liza's bird
Then I saw less 'n' less of Liza and the last that I heard of her
Mary murdered her
Roll
A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz
And when I graduated labels started hollering
Work through so much dough, I needed a scholarship
Went to the bank, emptied what I deposited
Then put it into
(Do you think about me)
(Do you think about me)
(Do you think about me)
You think about money when you think about me huh,
That's what my ex, my ex
Bob like it's Marley
The way I'm making these hits I feel like I'm Paul McCartney
But I'm new and improved
I leave it all in the booth
By booth I mean
I would never hurt a girl but I’ll slap a bitch
Make her head turn call me the exorcist
Now she Hoothoot call that a knocked owl
Flip the bird
a dream
If you don't like me then it's okay
I'm not like others and ima say
Doin my own thang cause rap sound the same
Jesse F Famous cause you need to know
(then they lose it)
Gettin' so gone, I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
That's right
We all get left behind
That's just a fact
Maybe that's why people have guns
Won't help though
Just a fact
(Verse)
Jesse was a good
Oh hello (hi)
You say goodbye (bye)
Paul McCartney, Yoko Ono by my side (yea)
Now it's Lennon on the mic
That's my vibe, I'm his scribe
Spreadin'
that
You know what I said by that
I ain't got to go further
And if anybody don't understand that then god be with them
Go look up the history
Go look up
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
at the parking lot
Now she be all on me, don’t want that bra on me
Whats that girl? Guess not
She just wants me for my fame
I don’t even know her name
She just see
umbrella
The boy's back turnin' his slacks to all yella (Prick)
It's a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit
Travel by backflip,
Jesse McCartney
Questi fanno i depressi con i testi degli altri
Yeah, nemmeno trenta e già leggenda da una decade
Tu ti sei fatto solo un film in testa
store
Had to question what I was doing it for
Now the only metal I touch are my car keys
Gun blasts cut deep, let it be like McCartney
Now I don't like
Jesse Owens to Manchester Park
From Will Rodgers to Green Meadows Park
S.C.C. put it down for them 10% of real niggas
Keep droppin em, from the shoulders
yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until
the wreckage
Body burnt, but im cursed with this message
To tell you your a prick there it is now I've said it
I'd tatt that shit upon your head, if I could just
I’ve been listening to the youth of today
And I’ve heard some say that it’s their first presidential election
But they aren’t gonna vote
Because
(woo)
Shit, we droppin' him off like a floater (float)
I ain't gon' mention his name
But if he do us like that then it's over (snitch)
Damn,
within this strand.
Bathsheba was stolen from Urriah, by Jesse's son,
She bore a king for Israel know for his great wisdom,
Though that line would topple,
birthday this year
You hear me
We gonna throw a big ole party
October 28
We gonna throw a party for my birthdays
What day that's on day
It's a Friday
Silver and I take a route
All you suckers better step aside
I sting squaws, then I run away
Hi-Yo Silver, is what I say
Ho, ho
Woo
Hit it gang
Ho,
.jpg/229px-Paul_McCartney_2021_(cropped).jpg "Paul McCartney")
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