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getting it from me
I thank The Lord, lived by the sword & pushed through 23
just like 123
(even if you thought that my style was soft you can't get with me)

to come to detroit southwest michigan avenue

Ran away to the city got hooked on heroin
Because all you ever got at home was molestation
Now your beaten by

Poppin' my shit again
I'm on a roll like it's Michelin, ahh
We goin' for the win
Fucked up when you make it you gonna be hated by many men
Growing up

cll made for an excellent painting
It hangs on the east wall
Of my Tiny Brain
The Michigan dawn had
Slipped away like all the days before
You were in

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

1913 Massacre

Woody Guthrie

Struggle

1976

Take a trip with me in 1913,
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
I will take you to a place called Italian Hall,
Where the miners are

Fishing

Joan Baez

Gone from Danger

1997

fountain pen 
Could put you on a plane by ten 
And by the way, your next of kin 
I know which house she's hiding in 
So now that you know whose skin

of them bitches I'm ducking I hide behind camo my nigga I call this shit bape
Can't call this shit fake
They calling me drizzy cause I keep a drake
Drake

I know they know 
Call like payphone
But I'm not Drake
Not off a plate
We going places, count up the aces, I know they know (I know they know)

by a thread
And move on! move on!
To find whats up ahead
'Cause everywhere I look
Its like I've seen it before
I've gotta get out, get out of Michigan

And a flame
Sparked inside
It won't fade it won't die
For the rest of our lives
No more on and off and on agains
Im so glad that I left Michigan
It was

at a novelist
Then he left her in the snow
Now she's got two scarves
Drawn up on her wrists
Calls 'em
"Marlon"
And I think
"Brando"

We drove off to Michigan
Not

thinking 

Oh my god 
Oh my god so 
I’ve been out of it 
But I’ll be good by tomorrow
Back to getting rich 
I swear I’m up good 
But I’m awful 
I think I

Kalamzoo Michigan, North and South Burdick
Chicago Illinois, from the low end to the wild hundreds
Detroit Michigan, from Fenkell to 8 Mile
I never

while black
A crime punishable by death
As Ahmaud takes his final breaths
The whites bulrush Michigan’s Capitol steps
And still the black half of America

Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she

Mountain, this water drip like a faucet
I don't need an accountant, to count on counting, I'm counting these racks by the pound
Loud laying all around

decade
That's doper than some shit these niggas just made
The blade gets sharper, time goes by
Everyday I get smarter, hair long but kept a fresh fade

Splitting fees we lock it in
I done trapped in Michigan
Riding wit Beijing made it blend

Shipping cost go by the gram
What's a 10 that's no advance

On earth that's crumbling
The young ones are feeling old
cnd i was amazed how much the sun hurt when it hit me
Please remember hell
cnd the michigan summers

The hustle so
We just moving piece
By piece
Chasing a check
Checkmates and it's
Chess both making
They mess that
Milk get old crying it
Spoiled build destroy

RIP Dolph we got cars in the camo N Paint
We got da gas by da pound N OVO bullets it come Wid da Drake 
I been here beforeee
She wanna go

All Summer Long

Kid Rock

Ö3 Greatest Hits, Vol. 43

2008

was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in

claims to play local
But all I hear is some Drake vocals
I mean we’re doing okay so far
But this shit could get better if we realize
That all we need to do