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find it crazy the police'll shoot you and know that you dead, but still tell you to freeze
Fucked up, I seen what I seen
I guess that mean hold him
out of the south
I was shocked at how strongly Wallace was associated with Alabama and its people.
You know, Racism is a worldwide problem,
And has been
immaculate blast and you gone
My craft is beyond mastered
It's blasphemy having me on a song
For less than three 16's like
A chapter from John
Rappers get laid
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is
plan to live there
Now, tell me, do you still like omelettes?
Won't be a moment!
And so he got his wicked
Way with that Italian girl
He hasn't lost his
Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
your
Chance just like some lead
Chilling with my boys
Somebody knocking at the door
Oh it's St. Eds
Know they never want the smoke
Always talking trash
Sweet as a candy, it's over, I'm Benson
Ruin his life, he ain't getting no pension
My niggas is scheming, pull up with the tension
Jordan you popping,
The worlds a ghetto like i'm George Benson
Music scene hating on me I get no mentions
Pushing songs like the dope man before sessions
Being doing
about something like that
And by the way your quotes from George Carlin
Aren't really George Carlin
Mr. Rogers never fought the Viet Cong
And Bill
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
clubs, nigga (Lord)
Pandemic got niggas eatin' like Action Bronson
Thanksgiving, catchin' the corona like Magic Johnson (you did)
Is it real? Is it
delirious
Shit, you can call me George 'cause I'm curious
Tell me how did we get this way
To this impoverished state, or is it my mistake
Tell me why is
you can tell me if you like it or not
'Coz I'ma have my cool-Aid and my riplets red hot
I need some cool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell
Zimmerman, when I see you, you gotta burn
Murder one, now tell me what you know about it
My niggas share that knowledge, show me how to go about it
I'm
Murder one, now tell me what you know about it
My niggas share that knowledge, show me how to go about it
I'm still flossin' like I'm Meechie nigga
Blowin'
of talking, man, y'all ain't listenin'
Them old dirt roads is what y'all missin'
Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Can you please tell us all what the fuck wrong with you?
Why are you running around acting like a damn fool
Everything you said about George Floyd
don't let you know what's really going on
Make it look like a lotta stealing going on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle
The TWO SOLDIERS smirk. BEN laughs uproariously.)
BEN
... Nice one, centurion. Like it, like it.
CENTURION
(to BEN) Shut up! (BRIAN is hustled out.
ya'll got to hear
I'mma tell you like George Bush told me,
Fuck ya'll niggas, I'm out of here
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you could you would get rid of me
What
Well! It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which
Well! It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which
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