George G John Doe by 1georgeg7

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new mixtape 'emotional oppression' out april20.
writing: george g
production: infernobtz

a little ignorant, a little juvenile
a little globetrotter with ambition
one minute european, the next western-gritty
wrong place - wrong time, it was a shifty city
the day he arrived, thunder had struck
ignored the fallen trees, and the sidewalks with the rucks
moved into a little old, blue vinyl house
influencers spotted the thirst - they gave him a douse
it was pretty minimal, and for amut
intensions were subliminal, insiders perusing
a life in-moderation, it had begun
he couldn't even level his own son

they're all preachers, but no one's confucius
using downtime, to chase after delusions
crown the kings and queens, with the keys to the city
but for every hundred, they'll take a sixty
they had him feeling like a don joe
but really he was just a john doe
(don joe, he was really a john doe!)

the years flew by, as if time them self lost track
of all the ways, he had been tested
tensions arose, all the chatter would clink
the hoodwinkers inverted, so they hit the rink
the men had the booze, the women tied in minks
the think became punch, the punch became brink
for the lone man, had signed his death certificate
with his mouth's blood as the ink

they're all fighters, but no one's bruce willis
old habits die hard, they can't even freelance
and if you can't abide by the b.b.o.
you'll just have to leave the scene t.k.o.'d

the poor man thought he was a don joe
now he knows he's just a john doe
(don joe, he was really a john doe!)

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