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her to death so much a black woman can take Raising four kids by herself
Back in 2004 that's when mama had spud and the struggle start to hit but shit

Intro - J Ivy

This is a story
A testimony about a woman we all love.
Before we knew her name, she greeted us with a big mama hug'.
On the block she

Church for Thugs

The Game

The Documentary/Doctor's Advocate

please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!

To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin

bridges to bring black men back to their senses
I hit my homies, and hope they'd be willing to share a piece of their story
There's so much glory,

to be back there in school

Can't take it back, can't start again
No peaking 'round the last bend
Know that time is moving fast
And write a story that

Wanna make art that nobody sees
So they'll say it's brilliant, but that's a disease
Old man sittin' across the street on a porch
World of stories

Learn to Live

Darius Rucker

Learn to Live

2008

Grandpa Campbell would sit upon his front porch
And I'd be right there just sittin' on his knee
He'd tell stories about love and feast and famine

were when the world stood still and grounded all the stars
On our back porch patios relearning the subtle art of breathing
Our tribes, our well

lead
And what do yo rhyme even matter
After you licked you ain't worth shit we get what we got and we scatter
Back to the crib, divide this here, my

The first time, just beers by the river
Tossing stories back and forth to pass the time
A sunset, on so much more than daylight,
But on everything I

And late at nigh on the porch swing
As the heavy trucks roll by;
Far enough out of sight to be forgotten,
I pretend that I am free

And he sits and tells me

Check the vision for me, shit insane
You gon' need a bigger frame for my story

See I'm made for the glory
But I remember days when rent was due
I

girl next door
She had eaten her dog and she was back for more
Back for more, back for more
Oh she was back for more, some more, yes please, some more

the porch from the back like facts so
Down the chimney like HO HO HO. Imma firewood your ass like a Tiger Wood ex ho
History is gonna come to pass how I

Let me introduce you to my world
God can only judge me though
Let me speak my truth and see it through
The story untold
All my life I fought back

went away
Sittin back on my porch as the day grows
Short and I watch my children play

Tell me what the reason your heart is frozen
You're tired

(Uno, do it, uno, quatro)

When me change the channel with the pliers
Wet clothes on the porch, we ain't have a dryer
Spending food stamps wait

the flowers growing wild along the track down to the stream

I hear grandpa telling stories
Sitting on the front porch swing
Scattered on the ground are pages

raised on the porch by the train
It was all fun and games 
'Til unfortunate things
Used to talk to my brain
Was walking afraid
Was divorced by the Graves

how you feel)

I was Lincoln Manner living, ain't no smiling ain't no grinning
Stayed in the back by the canal, tripping on mice up in the kitchen

grabbed the Natty Ice and sat on my porch
Where I was met by two whores
Then I heard a knock on my door
Wondering who it was
Where they were coming from

Old Hank's sitting on the front porch, rocking the days away
Ever since he went blind, you know he ain't had much to say
And there's a rice field in

Edward Benz, 27 Times

La Dispute

Wildlife

2011

asked if I could fix it, come by a little later help him put it back on hinges. 'See, I'm far too old to lift it and it's not for my house,
It's my

walking to your door
Never have I felt this brave before
I don't know how you'll react
I hope that you don't turn your back on me

Standing on your porch