Lyrics:
short sticks but we really need a long
To the boys in the hood, duckin' bullets and batons
From boys in the hood, triple Ks on they arm
Four fingers
I SEE THE SIGNS
Music & Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda, Suzie Benson, Alberto Bof & Duke Christian George III
Each time we walk down the street somewhere
of a parachute Mr. Drug War Junta-Man himself George Bush used when he bailed out of that bomber in World War II?
Hemp was illegal by then, but farmers were
colonial america occurred
Over the ohio valley
In seventeen fifty-four
A seven-year war ensued
George washington at the fort leboeuf
George washington he is
Four more years as the people decide
To let the leader of the free world stay and preside
And the word on the hill is that a safer America
Is created by
Spring been the season
A thesis by a genius when I'm thinking bout my reasons
I'm George Benson and breezin, your pencil is weakest plus
You using
of the gun
A mother shot while driving
In the back by her baby son
Peyton Benson eating breakfast
A drive by spilled her innocent blood
Trayvon Martin walking
Franciacorta
Lei la roba addosso
La dogana e no non la conosco
Metto le cuffie frate george benson
Sai che faccio presto
Baby non ti presso
Se mi pressi
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face that
This time, made up my mind, on my grind
On some James Brown, it's the Big Payback
Four by four
bumbling like
Barry Benson, Freddie Benson
Five four three two
Life should be like a reboot
Then why when something flashy walk past me
Am I thinking it's
as Compton (uh)
By Sylvester Scott and Benson Owens
A mission he formed to provide members protection from the Crips
Today there's over five million Bloods
them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,
Grant, Ben Franklins
find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin,
thing come George Benson
Per te è solo un gioco... Non mi fermerà
E tutto quest' odio... Non mi fermerà
Tu che lasci un vuoto... Non mi fermerà
Lascio le
mi George'a Benson'a
Z lekką siwizną
Siedział przy barze
Zapytał czy jestem turystą
Byłem
Czy napiję się z nim piwa
Uśmiechnąłem się
Miał 70 lat
(huh)
Give you my wrist so hurt this (huh)
I dont like hoes I'm courteaus
Yeah she George so curious
Give her banana
She oo oo my ah ah
I'm taking it
there's no exception
I'll tell an interviewer next question
That way I have to deal with less tension
More time for listening to George Benson
I throw
even Colorado
I won the high incomes
You only won in the slums
Swept the Midwest like a
George Bush ‘hurricun’
I’m going for my Second Term
4 more years
troppi serpeggiano e peggiorano l'hip hop
Ma qua c'è Bologna che suona al top
Porto funky e non ci penso
Rappo naturale ispirato da George Benson
Certo la
Funk is my mother, George is my father
Obsessed with creating another author
Now I remember back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they couldn't
I love it when you say things
So I can sit and watch you talk
I love it when you say George Harrison
Is better in comparison to all four minus Paul
features the faces of four United States presidents: George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Abraham Lincoln. These faces are carved
the place I grab the mike and your attention
Me not getting that is like the night to George Benson
Freestyle phenomenon drop bombs like Lebanon
Watch
got this Rollie on, I ain't feelin' yours, you need clearer stones
George Jefferson in the hood bitch, I be movin' on
If you ain't runnin' 'round with
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