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I Sang Dixie

Dwight Yoakam

Country's Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: Blazin' Country

1990

laid his head against my chest
Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie

I sang Dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as I cried

Loose Cannons

Dr. Dre

Compton

2015

between her thighs
Then I woke up and realized this is my motherfuckin' real life

You know where the fuck I'm from
From that muthafuckin' legendary

Maybachs and Rarris on my mind 
Finna buy that for my momma 

Niggas use to talk about me back then 
But now they claiming that they know me no no no

the deeper that I go
Reaching out my hands tryna grab up on the stone
Take an acid tab, maybe that'll bring me home 
Shutters keep a opening and letting in

pistol by my side
I go through this situation every night
Another bitch who think that she can change my life

of my head
All these damn games that you playing
Want you out of my mind want you out of my head
I'm surrounded by
Perfect hypocrites
I'm so lost in

amusement
Your pleasure  is my punishment
I have been sodomized by everything that can be found.

In the winter camp passed around
So much semen one could

is crazy
Never kept it on the low
I let everyone know that I had a lil baby

Tried my best to feel your pain
Same shit, new day
You know what? Fuck it,

and severe him
Got shot several times
Thought he had got hit by eleven men
Buss down on my neck
And its so heavy
Cant hold up my head
That lean all in my cup i

right on my block by the cornerstone yeah you know he was gifted
Ever since that I been hustling different just tryna get mom out the projects stay

I'm tryna find something to amuse my soul
Round and Round this world we go
I'm tryna find a place to call my home
Told myself that I'd make it when I

Must've been R.L Stine I was straight shook
Didn't say a word that's all that it took
I was set straight and not by the Jakes
It was my pops that let me off

honest
Free T
Until my nigga home
Make a opp nigga hit the road
Like he Marvin Jones
Chilling in his back yard again
Im like the new Tyrone
Huh
You can't

sure if I'm ready
But I won't deny it
Can't get you off my mind
Daily I'm going more crazy
And that's how you like it
I'm wanting you more
And I'm

hears me
We are not alone
I'm not just there by myself
God is on the throne
A lot of people that are alone out there
You have made it home
You are not

that I got)
I'm just hopin' you don't get up and leave

You playin' over and over inside of my mental
I just wanna be by you again (I just wanna be

Little Things

The Oak Ridge Boys

Country Classics, Vol. 3 (1984-1985)

1988

you call my name out in the middle of the night 
How you sit for hours singin' with the radio 
Baby it's the little things that make me love you so.

she’s falling 

And I can’t catch her cuz my hands slipping 



To these other women that don’t pay me no attention 

But I’m paying for they trips, hair

a whole lot of passion!"
That's just a dream that I play in my head
When I'm stuck at my desk like I'm trapped in a casket
Passive aggressive, sarcastic

West Coast Love

Emotional Oranges

The Juice, Vol. 2

2019

the time goes by
Boy how you never left my mind
That's that West Coast love

West Coast love
Never left my mind
West Coast love
Never left my mind

Whoa
The very first time
Whoa
Oh God this feels like the first time
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Your lips that grace my skin
Soakin' up

keep it moving
No distraction from the cellular reception is elusive
Just enjoy the text and quit auto-correcting all my music

Can you feel it, that

even know
My mind is finna blow yeah
She wanna see me stop doing drugs by lettin go yeah
That bitch did disappear
She never make it back home
Nothin new

and misleading, many can eradicate doubts about my own existence. 
My own indeed, for, there is an unknown number of empty rooms that can be occupied by others.