Lyrics:
Bittersweet September and I'm missing you
And moved by northern trees
And the love we come from
Joan and George reminding me
Miles and miles
a bus, nigga
Mionetto, the Chef is on ill levels
Be the custom ill bezel, we get down
All the hills meddle
Real rebels that run through the real ghettos
Oh Yea
Oh Yea eh ah ah,
[HOOK:]
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Simply classic
From John Destiny
[CHORUS:]
Remember me, Remember,
Remember Jah Remember me
We are
Here comes dayfall
I can remember when we used to chill and hang
with Paul, Sea..
[Organized Konfusion]
We gotta get away, we gotta do it now
We gotta
One time for George Floyd
And all the other ones that got killed by these police out here, man
Yeah we looting and we rioting
Rioting and we looting
I remember when we use to have a good time,
Partners in crime.
Tell me that's all in the past and I will gladly walk away,
Tell me that you're
the studio
To be co-produced by George Martin and Jeff Lynne
And Ringo disappointed to find that no one
Needs him anymore except for the vibe
Because he's been
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
and grabbin' all their crowns
But I don't want glory not looking for attention
I nut on the beats like they made by Zach Benson
Bite like a tiger my ass tighter
free will it then by force
Break the bondage plot that course.
Remember.........
Message preach to all, you hear something
Doctrine for the soul, you
Do y'all remember the jitterbug?
Had everybody gettin' up
Said we couldn't move quick enough
This a move you don't interrupt
You don't interrupt
This
out
Pop a lil purple pill put a pound on
Work a way to wiggle all the fuckin pain off
Do you remember how we loved back then
Do you remember how we
shoppin' poppin'
Back up on all the scene, from the George Down, PJ's, Cali or projects
And the Cabrini Greens, my niggas get wild on they ass
We like
government
We need to stick together
And shut the order bro
Black Lives Matter
All Lives Matter
George Life Matters
My Life Matters
Black Lives Matter
All
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
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
niggas mad fake
Like home room class
Y'all niggas mad late
This the hustler's Diary
I keep the gang straight
Hey
Diary of a Hustla
remember nights
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
Yeah, King Push
Uh, Jeremih
You know we all about that money, right?
Well let's get paid
Paid! Paid!
Tryna get paid
Tryna get paid
You
that (Live by that)
Bibby all business get crucial
We stand by that
Jigga, six he a cold blood killer
(Six he a cold blood killer)
Fell in love with
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
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
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