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of the television, Pops had us on a mission
The checks was insufficient, now my shirt just say Givenchy
Out the country, Party tripping
Back then I made decisions that

the country
O'er the hill, California blues
Ramona, the sun went down
Left at noon, just us two
Stranded on the highway
Living off the land
This may be the end

once a week
Because living in this country could make anyone put a bullet in their brain

The future's looking bleak and there're fires we can't put out

The revolution is here
I got a couple things to say, in case you don't wanna hear
The back story of a country winning back its freedom
Military

ain't selling nittys dreams

They got what I want
And I got what they need

My lizzys 1 to 3
The cats like my b

I'm steady by the beach
Dishing out sand

twenty
She's twenty
And hence I bid to you
Let's sing along to the
Birthday Blues
In her twenty years of living
She's done alot of things, like
Moving

finally get this
Oh Oh
I'll be in another country
Living it up
Oh Oh
You'll hear rumours about me
We could have been real
Partners in crime
You could have

high till I die 
Meetin' bitches, gettin' riches, miss me when lie 
Picture me living out my life as a busta 
I ratha' pop out a shot out my glock,

version of who he used to be
No one knows by looking in his eyes
There's still that warrior living deep inside

He sees young soldiers coming back from war

peeps alive 
So maybe ya got to ya destination a little late? 
It's better than living with another fatality 
The rain may rattle me, but i love it's

the country I can cook on a fire by a brooke
And a glance my way, a human never took
Well take me back to nowhere, I think I like it better
With the trees

skewered up into the
Face of a creature that's seen by the culture
The media sees us all differently eating like vultures
But they cannot kill us we're

Stuck in this city, five days a week
Surrounded by streetlights and the folks I call sheep
Their only desire is to pass judgment on me
For loving

there is so much fuel
The fire is burning the families fuel
At this time, they shouldn't supposed to be bullied
They are living in a country called

off the scam nother half on the lean
Even if I ain't do this rap shit I was gon live me dreams
You could tell I'm living by the way that this bitch just

the dark tryna find the light
All these people round me tryna take my life
Mama say I'm living like I wanna die
Till you came along and now I wanna try
Mmmm

Haven't made enemies yet, guess I've been living too far from the edge
Not that I want to make enemies, don't get ahead of me, but I want a little

Talkin to a boy out from the country 
Met one night she thought he was funny 
Went out that night on I-95, Living their lives 
If you wanna go tell me

Blakezzlee why you frowning
I be in and out of town and some of these bitches love my crown
I'm living my life like Cleveland Brown
I'm rushing for

temple a taper
They getting fed
Toma
Smell the aroma, I be keeping it funky
The smell of money's the odor
After I conquer the country
Mean muggins and ice

Hoobastank
Pulled 60 in my vans man, I'm feeling glorious
My dreams are fucking big but I keep going towards it
My trucks waking up the country club- I'm

Migrated to this country to start a life anew
Tried to make a living like all honest people do 
Spilled a lot of dimes, and blood and sweat and tears

the end
It dont don't matter
We pressing forward
Held together
Even if by just one
We still blessed
Don't you think
Yall taken plenty away
We living

It's been too long... that we've been living in the city
It feels so wrong... being far from the country
Remember those days... sharing feelings so