Georgia... Bush
(专辑: Dedication 2: Gangsta Grillz - 2006)
This song right here is dedicated to the
president of the
United States of America Y'all might know him as George Bush But where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we call him this: Georgia (That's right) Georgia (Bush) Now, this song is dedicated to the
one with the
suit Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue So called beef with you-know-who Fuck it, he just let 'em kill all of our troops Look at the
bullshit we been through Had our niggas sitting on top their roofs Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush Then they're telling y'all lies on the
news The
white people smiling like everything cool But I
know people that died in that pool I
know people that died in them schools Now what is the
survivor to do? Got to no trailer, you gotta move Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia) They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see But they don't let you know what's really going on Make it look like a
lot of stealing going on Boy them cops is killers in my home Nigga shot dead in the
middle of the
street I
ain't no thief, I'm just trying to eat Man fuck the
police and President (Georgia) Bush So what happened to the
levees, why wasn't they steady? Why wasn't they able to control this? I
know some folk that live by the
levee That keep on telling me they heard explosions Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy 1965: I
ain't too young to know this That was President Johnson but now it's (Georgia) Bush We're from a
town where (Georgia) everybody drowned, and Everybody died, but baby (Georgia) I'm still praying with you Everybody crying but (Georgia) ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind, it was (Georgia) Bush! We're from a
town where (Georgia) everybody drowned, and Everybody died, but baby (Georgia) I'm still praying with you Everybody crying but (Georgia) ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind, it was (Georgia) Bush! Now, I
was born in the
boot at the
bottom of the
map New Orleans baby, now the
White House hating Trying to wash us away like we're not on the
map Wait, have you heard the
latest They're saying that you gotta have paper if you tryna come back Niggas thinking it's a
wrap See we can't hustle in their trap, we ain't from (Georgia) Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses The
mayor say don't worry 'bout it And the
children have been scorned, no one's here to care 'bout 'em And fat shout to all the
rappers that helped out Yeah we like to thank all of y'all, but fuck President (Georgia) Bush When you see them Confederate flags, you know what it is A
white cracker motherfucker that probably voted for him And no he ain't gonna drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs R.I.P. Tig' 'cause he died in the
storm Fuck President (Georgia) Bush See us in your city man, give us a
pound 'Cause if a
nigga still moving then he holding it down I
had two Jags, but I
lost both them bitches I'm from N.O. the
N.O. Yeah! We're from a
town where (Georgia) everybody drowned, and Everybody died, but baby (Georgia) I'm still praying with you Everybody crying but (Georgia) ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind, it was (Georgia) Bush! We're from a
town where (Georgia) everybody drowned, and Everybody died, but baby (Georgia) I'm still praying with you Everybody crying but (Georgia) ain't nobody tried There's no doubt on my mind, it was (Georgia) Bush!