Lyrics:
the town!"
I said "Soul Boy, what's with the frown?"
But in return, all you could say was
"Hi George, meet my fiancee"
[Chorus]
Young guns,
Having some
out the P, elastic pack, I make it stretch
All these bitches tryna watch my pockets, now I post these bands on purpose
Remember high school, they watch
And just kick it and we didn't have all these goals
Just dreams we thought were all just dreams
Don't you remember how we used to keep in touch before touch
call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
what
You need to be, You need to let
That go just remember that all you
Need is motivation and compassion
For yourself, you can become just
Like me
around, goons be on your top just like a Go-Pro
Them pounds we gon' blow those
We count it all then throw it up in slow-mo
I'm riding in my low-low
faith is all we really need to get the number of junkies waning
No more physical detox, we'll combat withdrawal by reading scripture
Transforming sinners
contender
Like George Lucas I wanna give you New Hope
Even on the bad days stand up and cope
I rather be broke, but never give away myself
Fuck all the bad
Look at the world right now
They say bad times always get better but we going through the worst right now
Don't know why all my brothers keep dying
to the plug mane
Watch how we change when the dope came
Aye got OGs bags come coming
Aye got good Runtz bags come coming
Aye got gelato in by the hundreds
Aye
fault
I know the struggle and I owe
No one to nothing at all (Godspeed)
Yea, remember when I was fucked up won't nobody give me nothing (nothing,
game
Yeah the prodicial's the same
"Ain't we all a little ?"
Frame my brain to the game
Nigga blow the whistle (tweet)
[ZUZ ROCK]
Same issue,
to drag me off by my feet
400 Years and again
It's a problem when they see me
They see the color of my skin
I gotta make'em remember the name
I'm standing
can try but can’t have it all
George:
Hey man, I’m stuck here and feel betrayed by you
Tommy:
Hey you, believe in what’s real without any proof
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um
Verse 1
to get em some money
I promised em we gone be straight all of my niggas some hittas
I know they gone slide have a shoot out while sipping ah eight
Feel
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
Championship
Winner takes it all
District on the line
We gon see who want it more
Me and my bruddas
Yeah we ready for a far
Dropping straight dimes
Yeah you know
servin'
Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they George Gervin
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jailhouse had made men in
servin'
Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they George Gervin
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jailhouse had made men in
struggle to squeeze
Through the eye of a needle, some eyes struggle to see
But we all struggle for freedom
Instead of freeing each other by letting
why our four tour buses hit more cities than Greyhound
Hip-hip hooray, Tha Liks is on the way
I'm like the homey that drops by, and stays all day
We
told you all
about, remember? By the way, it was Nassau Bahamas and not Jersey where the Traveller's rest was, see!
So, there we were, standing
of humanity
We claim that we love our people
Yet killing and dissing on the net the agenda
Don't you remember
When we were protesting and standing together?
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