Lyrics:
Muncie's southside, summer rain,
On the tracks, sounds of a distant train.
Rain's falling on the window pane,
Love the rhythm, ain't that plain?
Down on the Southside of Muncie, where the shadows kiss the street,
I sit on this weathered porch, with cracked boards 'neath my feet.
Hold a glass
give me
Just one more time around Rosie
Your favorite boy from Muncie's back in town
character
And staying in Muncie's hysterical
I'm blessed by believers who know me well
My movement from state to a federal
Emails on top of retails
On top
Mr. Speaker as the congressman who represents Muncie Indiana
I rise today for the awesome and important duty
To pay a happy birthday wish
To Garfield
moisturizer creme
We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana
We talk about your grandma down in Alabama
We talk about your guys of every shape and size
a different route to make it out
Academics and sports was my way until that went South
Spitting freestyles with Truth Roccz at Aunt Muncie house
Started selling
me right now
Thinking bout you every second every day
I wish I could be with you, but here in Muncie is where I stay
I got so many things to tell you
Muncie
Nigga talking shit
I bet his ass he ain't gon bump me
Iont give a fuck if you ain't single he a chump b
I can't stand them people always talking
a flight out the country
Shit or at least get the fuck out of Muncie
And I be with them wild cats like Kentucky
Pistols we tuck them and pull them
Muncie
Where I can bury this money and Yuma can sleep comfy
We boss like capeesh puffin fine hashish
Never flake when it comes to the bread unlike quiche
Jim signed the papers, solidifying custody
Two weeks later we were shipped to Monterey from Muncie
Two Midwest born bastards were undeniably lucky
that's a fair amount
And If they want smoke I got to air it out
But I got your chick with me watching Paramount plus
I've been down in Muncie your girl
that pass in the night
But I don't have a horse in this fight
Just like shooting fish in a barrel of monkeys
Quarter mile outside the city of Muncie
the four-speed Muncie.
I put on a new pair of Cherry Bombs, and a brand new windshield.
Other one was spider-webbed, long gone.
Some day, I'll do the body work.
the Muncie sky,
We're doing it our way, till the day we die.
So here's to the Southside, and to making our stand,
With a dog named Diesel, and a guitar in
that dirty-ass bitch, now I look at you, burnin' up
Man I know , you fuckin' lyin', say you never heard of us
We in Muncie , postin' up shop, tryna sell
to Illinois
Ive never been to Kokomo
I've never been to Muncie
Ive never been to Santa
Claus Ottowa or Shawnee
Ive never been to council bluffs
I've never
so far from the man I was
Been doin my best to hold onto for the life I said I was aiming towards
Thinkin back to Muncie, when I was livin with
Well I drove this road
When you loved me babe
And every mile meant something
The cemetery where Chris is laid
The waffle house near Muncie
Oh them
shout out my Midwest
Chicago, Indiana, and Indy are my best friends
Ay, my posse intimidates
You scared to touch, from Muncie to Indy
Already know what
were rare I had to raise my standards
Changing up my scenery like most of them change their wardrobe
From Muncie, Indiana to red carpets at award shows
your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana
We talk about your grandma down in Alabama
We talk about your guys of every shape and size
The ones that you despise
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