Georgia On My Mind
В.Шубин/Р.Беликов/Л.Мурадова Lyrics

Is it fiction, is it fact?
Am I imagining this or is it true?

Is it fake or reality?
Is it a lie or is it really happening?

All I know for sure
The only thing I'm certain of

Is my mind's still playing tricks on me
Is my brain still deceiving me?

Here I go again, the same old shit
I'm experiencing the same thing over and over

My mind is still playing tricks
My thoughts are still deceiving me

Cause today when I left my residence
When I left my home earlier today

I heard we had a new black president
I heard we elected a black president

And he wasn't no Uncle Tom
He wasn't a black person perceived as a sell-out to their race

Rudy poof stankin' fetch house nigga scum
A derogatory term for a black person who aligns with white, privileged people

And white folks wasn't planning to murder him kid
White people didn't intend to assassinate him

Cause they voted for him just like the blacks did
Because both black and white people chose to elect him

And this might sound reckless
I know this could be seen as foolish

But I got a loan on a brand new Lexus in Texas
I financed a new car in Texas

If I'm lying I'm dying, everybody was color blind
I swear I'm telling the truth, no one saw race

Went to church and I gotta admit
I have to confess, I went to church

Walked in, didn't see one hypocrite
I didn't see anyone acting falsely religious

It appeared every single soul was reached
Everyone was moved by the service

Cause the pastor practiced what he preached
Because the preacher practiced what he preached

Then I woke up in a cold sweat homie
Then I suddenly awakened feeling anxious

I took a cold shower and I got dressed
I showered and put on clothes

It's Christmas so I gotta look my best
It's Christmas, so I need to dress well

Everybody going to my dear house
Everyone is coming to visit me

That's my grandmother, and she the boss
My grandmother is in charge

As I drove up in my low
As I arrived in my car

I saw cars on both sides of the road
There were cars parked on either side of the street

Then I started saying 'what's up' to relatives
I greeted my family members

That I hadn't seen in years
Whom I hadn't seen for a long time

Walked up to grandma, and gave her a big smack
I approached my grandma and gave her a big kiss

And she gave me one back
And she kissed me back

She said "there's plenty of food, Willie
She said "There's lots of food, Willie

Help yourself when you get into the mood"
Eat when you feel like it

I marked on the paper
I wrote something down

As my man slammed bones on the domino table
As my friend played dominoes aggressively

The women played cards
The women were playing cards

And the children were playing in the front yard
The kids were playing outside

It was getting late so I had to break
It was getting late, so I had to leave

But yo, not before I ate
But before leaving, I ate some food

And gave grandma a goodbye kiss, nigga
And I kissed grandma goodbye

I reached to hug her, but I couldn't feel her
I tried to hug her, but I couldn't touch her

Fell to the ground and I snapped holmes
I fell to the ground and had a realization

Looked up, and saw a bunch of headstones
I looked up and saw a lot of grave markers

My grandma's name was on plot 11
My grandma was buried in plot 11

Now I remember, she died in '87
Now I recall that she passed away in 1987

It wasn't close to Christmas or Halloween
It wasn't near Christmas or Halloween

I was at the cemetery having a daydream
I was daydreaming at the graveyard

And that's real fucked up, homie
That's really messed up, friend

I used to make big money, drive big cars
I used to make a lot of money and drive expensive cars

Everybody know me, the fool who left the Geto Boys
Everyone knows me as the person who left Geto Boys

Thought I could be a bigger nigga by going solo
I thought I could be more successful as a solo artist

But my record sales said no no
But my album sales indicate otherwise

So did concert promoters and magazines
So did people who promoted concerts and publications

I went back to eating rice and lima beans
I went back to eating basic, inexpensive food

No more fancy restaurants
I stopped going to expensive places to eat

And I hadn't seen the mall in months
I hadn't been to the mall in months

Now why would I leave the group
Why would I quit the band?

Just when it's starting to blow up, troop
Just when it's gaining a lot of popularity

I got tired of being famous, black
I became weary of being a famous black person

When my motherfucking pockets didn't reflect that
When my bank account didn't show my fame

I need help before I go left
I need guidance before I make a bad decision

Cause I'm starting to second guess myself
Because I'm beginning to doubt my choices

I know I can't have a nigga fucking me
I know I can't have someone taking advantage of me

But I want to get back with the group, gee
But I want to rejoin the band

Now if you believe that shit, duke
Now, if you actually believe that story

Your mind's playing tricks on you, too
Your mind is also deceiving you

Is it real (5x)
Is this really happening?