Lyrics:
O, double g
He was my birthday twin, and my G.O.D
Father, and when I lost coach rosado, it really hurt me
I got to celebrate his life with my Latin
Rutherford B hayes and Gabby Hayes
Marlon Perkins and Carl Perkins
In the dead of night we've seen it all:
Boy George in drag?
Or was Maggie Thatcher RayGun
innocent
They judging us by our color because they white and we brown
Steady treating us like slaves like they deserve the crown
They tell us to put our
with my
Homework all by herself
Alone in a strange country i
Can't imagine how frustrating
It must have been for her to have
Worked her whole life in
funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man
I’m sorry George Floyd got killed, I kneel
But I don’t feel white guilt, that’s real
Had guns in my face a bunch, by cops
Had my face slammed off my
Because half measured shows are all half ass
How did we ever end up this way'
And I fall numb in disarray
I'm cultivating my ignorance
Didn't we have
You know this language that we speak,
is part german , latin and part greek
Celtic and arabic all in a heap,
well amended by the people in
You know this language that we speak
Is part German, Latin and part Greek
Celtic and Arabic all in a heap
Well-amended by the people in the street
Don't worry, Kingpin Don Sun Juan
Papi Chulo, the only one, fun
Shake your booty, for my crew FunkDoobie
Yours truly lonely sleestak, kick my duty
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
the case, we still ain't living til 25
Rest in peace George Floyd
And all my fallen brothers out there
wanna dem bring you poison
So I roll by myself and that I carry my (bit)
You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (lip)
So empty your
like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion
What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my first two million
"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..."
"I plan to tell you what it is later"
Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk
Don't worry, Kingpin Don Sun Juan
Papi Chulo, the only one, fun
Shake your booty, for my crew FunkDoobie
Yours truly lonely sleestak, kick my duty
can down here
We gon keep them names ringing
Hey Man
My brothers
My family
Kyle Trotman, Ebaiyay
Jay Maebry
Ola benson, Ebaiyay
Curtis Neal
Come mothers and fathers, come sisters and brothers Lend an ear to the stories they’re telling
Of the neighborhood watchman in the Florida town who
at that look at that
Sip a little sumthin’ for the now deceased
Papa died young but I found my peace
My Brother died at one never found his feet
I hope
Today's the day, we gon' get him out them tiers (Tiers)
This our only shot, he been locked up for years (Years)
That's my brother on my mother any
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
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
nigga balling
Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggy
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
You know this language that we speak,
Is part German, Latin and part Greek
Celtic and Arabic all in a heap,
Well amended by the people in
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