Lyrics:
tell you how it was
Serve it to you cleaner than a house keeper
Cruisin' by the scene with a street sweeper (woo)
Pour a half a pint of codeine in
you don't, I'll tell her myself
She's like the fast food
I'll regret it after
And I needed money but I'm too shy to ask her
But she buys me chips
MUCH DARKER
Because the Africanism is in EFFECT
So check it out MAN!
And try not to bite the lyrics
POI!
So come in now with the chorus
now
But first I need an entrance, and a hasty exit
Build love up like it was endless
I sense the tension, ya
Gimme the night, mo George benson
I'm
hook it up and meet King George, 23rd street
straight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella folda
ain't no motherfuckin soda, cook it up like grenola
Hand rubbing, I'm a fly on this
Chicago drive by, it's getting serious
Where your crew? Like George I'm just curious
Vaness I'm high on this beat call me
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a-when it comes to my
(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
Oooooh! Ah ah! Word is bond
Erick Sermon and Funkmaster Flex, ummmm
This style come next, ummmm
Ooh! My style's miraculous
Known like crack
Young man walking by
Looking like he caught the plague
Lil George didn't understand
Why he looked that way
Antenna of the Honda
He had broken away
Now lil
watch us speak it, speak it
'Cause I hope everybody's listening
Ice on my neck is glistening
Like I be cocking Glocks
And hocking shots when I be
you gat it all
Stand by me, make I no go fall eh
Signal me, make you no too talk
But you leave the straw, na me you dey suck eh
Shey I like this your
you don't, I'll tell her myself
She's like the fast food
I'll regret it after
And I needed money but I'm too shy to ask her
But she buys me chips
distant
Don't lie I can tell I can sense it
Tell me what it is I can fix it
What are you afraid of
Let me know is it me
(Is it me)
(Is it me)
(Is it me)
You
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
the darkness, and the hours crawled by like
Years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it
Been infused by Craig Hodges and Abdul-Rauf
Examples like Olympic, Black Power salutes
To Panther troops, I saw as I pursued my truth
If racism is
racism is a
Worldwide problem and it's been since the
Beginning of recorded history and it ain't
Just white and black But thanks to George
Wallace,
asked Jeffrey about it he was real nonchalant
Like I don't really give a fuck y'all can think what y'all want (see)
He really is racist, that nigga's
love it
I see you with your friends whats funny
If you dont love me bitch just tell me
Playing with your hair like Remy
How could you put any one above
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
Onanana ehh
Yeh yeh
Danerobaby
I say it's alright when the sun is shining
Me and my goons we are steady grinding
Me pray everyday for me friends
for me with your shit lyrics
Is like coming with a knife to a gun war
I done more, now I'm up high
So it don't make sense me coming down
Try and know if
YOUR VERSION OF FREEDOM’S MUCH MORE SUBLIMINAL
ACTING LIKE OUR ANGER IS A MYSTERY
BUT IT’S YOU REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE REAL HISTORY
IN THIS COUNTRY,
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