Lyrics:
'm on that mile high shit
Without Denver, I'm going to November
Earth, wind, fire, I'm all for September
George Lopez puto, you remember
Now I'm stalked by
skin
And the music in my heart, and the words put in the wind
And the words put in the wind, coming back like a boomerang
When I take this microphone,
Oh, yeah, yeah oh, oh, oh
Well, well, well
I'm 'bout to set my sail (Sail)
Find me on the water (Yeah)
Or gone with the wind (I'm gone)
Something
By George Harrison
WHEN EV'RY SONG IS SUNG,
WHEN EV'RY BELL'S BEEN RUNG,
WHEN EV'RY PICTURE'S HUNG,
I'LL STILL LOVE YOU.
WHEN EV'RY WIND HAS
say
It's all in the heart
Boojie Boy's Dome
One more pinball machine
Pig pens, banjolin
And the filthy fifteen
Bill Clinton's sax
George Clinton's wig
thought I heard somebody calling In the dark I thought I heard somebody call
General George began the day by taking pink little pills
Sent his men
busting shots at ya'
They trying to topple your regime, the gestapo with the cream
Got plots to cop nukes from russian mafia
By who's poll is George Bush
to get finished
I'm watching last days wind down to final minutes
Got dreams of paradise and my whole fam' in it
So I ain't got time to play no crime
passage taken by the crews
Trees are all around this town
Bearing strange fruit hanging down
Winds will blow a scent that is foul
All day, year round
Will
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's
finished
I'm watching last days wind down to final minutes
Got dreams of paradise and my whole fam in it
So I ain't got time to play no crime lieutenant
Do
Long drives by the oceanside
Your rockin little body in my Chevrolet
Took you to my favorite spot
Singing George Strait laughing all the way
Brought
this shit I'm
Smoking on is dumb that why
Split up the fusion wind rollin up (Split it up)
Dump out the guts then fill it up (Dump it out)
See me
a hobby you'll get bodied by a proper heathen/
They huff and puff but I'm the wolf that slaughter sink my teeth in/
What I mean, think of treason, think
that simple
I'd blow my brains out by the end of the week
I put a glock in a coma, a little bit too much ganja
That pussy hungrier than Garfield, no
cotton
I'm plotting on the dirty bitches from Compton
Hoppin' in, my dick flopping in the wind
Give it back to Traiton again
I'm fucked up on the gin
I
the skin
If you play by the rules then your soul wont bend
Stay ten toes down, fuck the sheets to the wind
When the fuck we gone wake up and realize its
and I'll do the hop
Cough up a lougie shake break and boogie
Cause I got a home girl that's giving out nougies
Mr George Bush was on my floor
Cracked
the lying
Hear right hear left
I'm slowly dying
Cause of one bad check
Or a cigarette
Do tell who's next
Time children buying
Perplexed by death
Transform
murdered by police
No Justice No Peace
I said until the day we make all hatred cease
Until we find release
No Justice No Peace
And as long as my people
bits
By some Pollock I know in Evergreen Park and dip them in the potion
And drop them in Buckingham Fountain at 3:13 on Friday morning.
And then
by chance
Now that these records are made
Tell me what it's like for you when you hear the record played?
Hm - dynamic, like one gigantic planet
don't dare call me gay
When she finally winds down
I offer Mcvitie from my sack
She says isn't that the biscuit that drove George loco
Oh you mean the one
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