georgia (remix)

welcome to georgia

home of james brown. home of ray charles. home of little richard

home of outkast

home of goodie mob

home of camoflauge

home of me

one time for 'jo goodie

the clay is runnin red rom the blood that done been shed down in georgia

now we weepin to the sound from the color of the ground down in georgia

home of the red clay and the rebel flag

now when you on your stripes with whips on your back

now when you click your heels and say they say there's no place like home

but at the same time better protect your georgia dome

could 'em good ol' boys still out there they general lee's

using dna and bloodhounds just to find me

don't think it's gravy bro

we still on the plantation

all the way up to kentucky back down to macon

niggas with attitudes tired of the middle slavery

like the red

white & blue finna come and save me

they still ain't paid us damn? give me my 40 acres

money ain't no good it just some worthless piece of paper

grindin through vapors

flushin through the backrows

this for my folks

on probation and parole

so guard your soul

dot your eyes

get on your p's & q's

cause in the cotton fields boy

you snooze

then you lose

the clay is runnin red rom the blood that done been shed down in georgia

now we weepin to the sound from the color of the ground down in georgia

hot damnit

georgia summers hot like satan

got me in the kitchen

no shirt

no apron

purp black skin like waffle house bacon

just whip the chevy tryin' to whip up a vacation

old lady cousins on they way up from macon

got a couple college boys coming in from atlas

seems all my life i've been grinding and cappin

cappin' and joogin

joogin and pluggin'

but when you think about it it is rather disgusting

i hail from the state where the dreamer dreamed a dream

40 years later

coca cola is king

and i'm not referring to a damn soft drink

just a couple thoughts i had on the cook-up

can't afford to dwell on 'em

can't get shook up

you scared

got to church

if you with it

then re-up

cooked preachers with the dope

got em vote for the most in

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georgia

the clay is runnin red from the blood that done been shed down in

georgia

(you know what it is

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home of the brave)

now we weepin to the sound from the color of the ground down in georgia