[Intro]

Uh, the lesson of today

The cavalry right?

Not quite

Yo

Some better late than never shit

Check it out, check it out yo

Listen, ayo

[Verse 1 Breeze Brewin]

They driving me batty

Daddy survive and be seeming slimmin' screaming women

Put it down

Could the sound be more annoying?

Before the joy and of the love of my kid

And one would like split

Boys muss up and fuck up

Noisy cussin' at all the shorties

And all a y'all need slaps

Aisles produce child abuse

Speed traps

Get so stressed, B

Want a holiday season

Stay seasoned parents off

Balance all dreamin' of choke def a giraffe neck

I laugh check Barbies army wild sluts

Abu-man, itchy-man, Digimon my nuts

Find 'em with straight scorn

Got me dreaming of dope-e-mon

What the meaning with Pokemon?

Sounding like gay porn

Dragonballs...geez

Got me thinking of the clinic

I be sinking I'm a cynic

Baggin' all these wack toys

So my home could

Lack noise

Peace and quiet

Cease a riot constructively, then what I see

The General Lee

[Chorus]

That was my favorite shit, y'all

General Lee

They was them good ol' boys

General Lee

They wasn't meaning no harm

You watched the show, you had them toys

Don't front

[Verse 2 Breeze Brewin]

America

The origin of pedal to the metal

For the win

You love the game of the flame

Color orange and for sure nod it like

Four Forties drunk with power punks

The cowards challenge dodge the pure sporty

Balance

Get mad riled with base inhalation

The fragile negation, you'll find to be rolled like [?] record

You finally slowed after the flag, checkered

[?]

Sparkin the argument cursin, huffin crazy, looking at Daisy hookin' the bad guys

With a twist of a infamous shorts that sports like mad thighs

Plus, you trust the wise Uncle Jesse

Selling the moonshine, spilling a jewel like

Son, you best be giving all you can

You can't stop representing for your clan

From the bottom to the top of the

[Chorus]

The General Lee, representin' for your clan

The General Lee, for real, somebody pulled a fast one

The General Lee, now I'm starting to overstand

The General Lee

Wasn't the first

Won't be the last one

[Verse 3 Breeze Brewin]

Disturbable to see what we was murdered to

When it coulda, shoulda been a convertible

Say dead to climbing through the window

And go make better time and do the pro hoppin'

But no stopping commercial use

The issue, they get you with decals

Match the lunchbox, pajamas

You wanna snatch the bunch

Lock that be wild, generally praise the stuff, crave the stuff, slaves to stuff

Get it for me, begging like, PLEASE!!

Sportin' the pain

Sure was a brainwashed kid, but never had a fad with rockin' a swastika

Of course, Nazi

Just that, but I'd rather not see

The closest that I got be seek Haile Selassie

But sell my L, see it's nothing than this double standard

Trouble, be it something candid or this subtle

With a wink and a smile

But I'm thinking about a mac attack

A vile black in south cackalack

Gun the flag down. What? No hesitatin'

Gutter regulation, fuck the legislation

But now some of y'all looking at me like

For shame, word, as I wonder what the murderers of James Byrd thought about the

[Chorus]

General Lee

Yo, a lot of y'all still hate we

General Lee

For real it's still they fuckin' icon

General Lee

We should be like it's all gravy

General Lee

Just let bygones be bygones

General Lee

They be toying with us for real

General Lee

Try to recognize the deal

General Lee

For real somebody pulled fast one

General Lee

Wasn't the first, won't be the last one

General Lee

[Outro]

I dunno, maybe David Duke they cousin or something

Can't call it, it's on y'all tho

A conversation piece, Juggaknots style

You know how we do, aight?