Lyrics:
Its cuzz, sweat and tears for over 20 years
I did this shit all by myself and I don't need no help
If you my gang, you my twin, I'll make you
seems like a year has flashed by again
We build a foundation but where do we stand
When all air is water and all water is land
Twenty years later, i'm
For many though, this birthplace
Of the automobile and organized labor
Was seen as a promised land
For twenty-five years
Sudden Blacks migrated
In the year Seventeen Thirty Nine
We ventured out on the Christmastime
With our lips afresh from the old mulled wine
The snow was on the ground
Meet Eddie, twenty-three years old
Fed up with life and the way things are going
He decides to rob a liquor store
(I can't take this no more, I can't
Times they are a changing
Rise up and stand apart
Retribution's no solution
Start a revolution of the heart
Down by the sea of Galilee
The Son
Times they are a changing
Rise up and stand apart
Retribution's no solution
Start a revolution of the heart
Down by the sea of Galilee
The Son
Age 15 I had nothing but wishes
16 got vicious
17 lost trust in bitches
Age 18 didn't need no mistress
19 years old
Didn't trust a soul
20 years I'm
the same way
With someone other than her
Like it's been twenty-five years
Still that's my problem not hers,
It's not a game to compare
I'm not here to get
car for the low
Low price and APR you were given
With no payments for the
First twenty-four months
And we pay your closing costs and sales tax
With
on the tailgate
Been doin' this for some years, y'all so late (so late!)
Bangin' OutKast and a little George Strait
Hot damn, Colt Ford back with Bubba K
Country
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
back fast forward a couple years
Met George when I was a sophomore on the bleachers
Clipse had us boppin' and tappin' sneakers
AIM had us baggin' up
by the Indian leader fell upon presidents on high
If elected in a year ending with a zero, in office, they will die
In office, they will die
Well, it
even my type of life why I'm tryna act out
Doubted by my peers
Drowning in my fears
Don't even know top five where I'll live out my years yea
Visine
With my old man and his gray hair
Thought about the road I chose
20 years ago
I left as fast as the leaves fell that autumn
I never looked back and I
the past wasn't pleasant
I shouldn't be reflecting but I'm 20 now
Years spent guessing and messing up
Opportunities that came in my way
Like the wind,
get the fuck outta here" too, after a while
She gave me some time, but like, I was twenty years old at this point
She was like, "nah, you gotta get
to drag me off by my feet
400 Years and again
It's a problem when they see me
They see the color of my skin
I gotta make'em remember the name
I'm standing
looking for some trouble
You can find it on the Tarkio Road
Twenty-four hours above our fence
Fifty-five years of pollution
Everyone knows how
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masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
you love?
Now Arlene took a-me by my hand, she said "Lonesome George you don't understand,
who do you love?"
The night were dark and the sky were
cold ones, leave your worries behind
I'll sing some Waylon Jennings or a little George Jones
Play you anything you want to help you lighten that load
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