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Stand By Your Man. That's what I'm talkin' about.

Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, Connie Smith, Johnny Paycheck, remember him - Take This Job and Shove It;
rather face the fire than to kneel to a god made by hands

(Chorus)
It takes the heart of a hero
To stand for what's right
It takes the heart
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe 
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind 
The beginning or the end 

So people keep your head
flee the battle
Wipe your ass, it's time to put on your war paint

Throw the spear
Let your hatred fly
Throw the spear
Let your hatred fly
wake, I pray to the lord my soul to take
For goodness sake

Heavenly father
Preed of all things
I thumble then say
As about to your throne
Heavenly
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me 
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me 
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with
to hang with the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin' to your projects
Take it as a threat, better yet
why
(They wonder why)
You can bring your crew
But we remain true
Muthafuckers still ballin'

Now if you kneel and pray
And hope the lord
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ride

Pass by, while these niggaz wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let em' see who's
to hang with the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin' to your projects
Take it as a threat, better yet
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some

[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
to hang with the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin' to your projects
Take it as a threat, better yet
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
[Chorus:]
Is it real son, is it really real son
Let me know it's real son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one
Want it
Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin' to your projects
Take it
is it really real son?
Let me know it's real son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal son, if
Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope
The only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
Off the set comin' to your projects
Take it
shit?
Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me,
New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree,
Young George or Jonathan Chat,
Your guns clap,
Mine will go
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me 
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me 
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
[Chorus:]
Is it real son, is it really real son
Let me know it's real son, if it's really real
Something I could feel son, load it up and kill one
Want it
Lord forgive me
Blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
Since the death of my momma, my life is filled with drama
Lost both of my kids,
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me 
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me 
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with
able to hear my silent screams 

The devil got a hold on me 

And it won't let go 

I can feel the lord pullin' 

But he movin' dead slow 

Let
keep your head to the sky

Shake that load off, shake that load off

Folk in your face, you're a superstar 
Niggas hang around cause of who you are