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all homegrown
While I'm dancin up dust down my red dirt road
Little messed up but everybody knows Folks like us make the Hometown gold
Every last breath

Confessions

Cam'ron

Confessions of Fire

1998

I lost my scruples
Went straight banoodles
When I raped that putu
And tried to turn the putu
Into, veh, Oodles of Noodles
Now I'm chased by

Good Ole Boys Like Me

Garth Brooks

Blame It All on My Roots: Five Decades of Influences

2013

the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine thru the window screen
John R and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light of the radio by my bed
With Thomas

everything to lose or nothing left to gain
Or neither
In this system I was raised
Eyes covered in shade, dust brushed away
Now my sweet tooth has caved after

Yeah hop up in the coupe, we Deville
Yeah we runnin' got the demon by the neck
In the sun, yeah they burnin'
I got my Jesus yeah He my savior I go

I'm not fucking spitting
All right, but
Need to start asking yourself

What would Jayden do whenever you get into A dilemma
Better to be inspired by

First things first, shout out the Lord
Bible on my side boy we gotta go forward
British lad I keep that sword
Like a deal in a store boy we gotta get

Ghetto Horror Show

Ice Cube

The Recipe

1998

dust smoke circulatin through my brain 

So who got the slaughter water, la la the brain killer 

I got five on it, four stick, to the first dealer

Yeah, uhhh
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
You see, it's bad enough that God's people are divided by man because of race
They're trying

Where Are You

B.o.B

Strange Clouds

2012

other shit
But we'll stand beside you, 'cause somewhere deep inside you
There's more than what meets the eye
I swear on the Bible you were my idol

Thank You Lord (Story of the Shunamite Woman)
(Andrae Crouch, Arr. by John Redmon)

Thank you Lord
Thank you Lord
Thank you Lord
I just want to thank

"the truth
Never set me free"
Which contradicts what the Bible says
In John 8: 32
("and you shall know the truth
And the truth shall sat you free") we

dust forever
I see you, my niggas call me the enemy watcher
The minute we spot ya, the semi'll pop, nigga, we got ya
I'm livin' to conquer, remember

take me to court 
It's Mr can convince a pig that her pussy ain't pork 
I keep my pistol in my Bible on the same shelf 
And don't forget about the knife

single word
Line by line
To you all especially all my fans
Sit down, keep quiet and soak the lines
This ain't a joke
I'm very serious
Whenever I rap you

Vincent 
But I sang like Kitty Wells
With dust on the Bible
And silence on the mount
I got something from nothing
In a spooky worn out town

I know nothing like John snow
My father knows it all though
I pace myself real slow till Daddy say let's go
Rap game demonic I heard that my angel

pushing
Until the heavens reign angel dust
Black man with a label like an injured bird
Couldn't stop us from voting invented the f word
Watermelon ain't

cash, my jeans, my keys and my truck
To Sunday morning service kickin’ up dust
She’s everybody’s ex from the Lone Star state
John 3:16 wrapped around her

Awful things are happening in this world today
Infact, the words of an old hymn come to mind
Its an unfriendly world
Tragedies by land and sea,

Yea
MSN Rafiki
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Hallelujah
There's a bible in my hard
And I'm proud of who I am
Non erasable pencil I'll have my faith till the very

There's a book in the Bible twas writter by John

It's called Revelation the new light of dawn

And it tells of a kingdom he found in a prayer

a bible close thanking god for a better way
I seen death met death at a young age
Post traumatic stress the only the trenches gave
My pops gone hit his

Train rollin' by about a quarter after five
With the whistle blowin'
Creakin' on the porch-swing swingin'
Sunday morning church bells ringin'
John