Lyrics:
from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock 'n' roll
Music for
the tropical fish
In the beautiful Blue Lagoon
I really love my country
And I know that you would too
Where are you from
What do you speak
Where do you live
Tell
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
backed by gold anymore
Over African countries with gold, diamond 'n' oil
So on paper Africa is poor
The world bank is a con
The doc was made to stir
can
To shake off these demons and make my stand
I left my life out in the country
For a rock and roll band
I can still feel the wind
Still see
to me in the benz truck too
Fuck all y'all non-believers
I roll wit god, the squad and ts
Out wit the b.s
We platinum, they even doubted jesus
Niggas is
boogie woogie too.
Let me rock it for you now!
Hey go hey hey in other words by the bar
and drink corn liquor from an old fruit jar
That's what it's
meant to
And I know that I was born to rock n roll
Born to rock n roll satisfy your soul gonna rock n roll satisfy your soul
Gonna rock n roll
meant to
And I know that I was born to rock n roll
Born to rock n roll satisfy your soul gonna rock n roll satisfy your soul
Gonna rock n roll
Well they heard some sounds in the songs we wrote
Welcome back by paying you note for note
Been a long time playin' that rock and roll
Not a thing's
South
Side! yeah yeah
Stack Mack all my people that stayed down, one love
Those who didn't (Ha Ha)
I reckon I'm country like biscuits and gravy
said to me "I'm so tired of rock
n roll, You better learn to play the fiddle or I'm sellin' your soul."
So I practiced and I played every night and every
I'm Country,
You can tell how I speak, I've lived by the creek.
Cotton fields and pickin' tress are my earliest memories.
I'm Country,
Ain't
own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone
Preacher man talking on TV
Puttin' down the rock
but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
Bring the money, gimme ego
This is how the country breeds criminals
Ignoring calls for help, blame it on the signal
What's the GDP, it ain't big enough?
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
and violent for this joke of a system,
But yet they air violent shows about death, rape and fighting too.
'Cause it's a rock 'n roll revolution.
Rock
on the floorboard
Off the beaten path
Country rock crankin' through speakers in the four door
Silverado baby do you wanna go
Out where the good love grows
Off
lonesome, broken and blue
Ain't no stopping us now, you can break on me
I know somebody forever, country rock on
'Cuz the night's on fire, a little more
away
With one kick a country song
I'm a gunna write one day
Well, I'm waitin' for the cowboy
Fancy free with faded jeans
There ain't too many
I sing it's what I am
This hat ain't something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country ain't what I sing it's what I am
I
should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Making
you (oh)
I just wanna rock and roll with you
24/7 your my blessing
Live day by day with no heartache
You keep me guessing my one obsession
I'm happy
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