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liquor get a stand quicker
Wither in the half moon light of
My life we lose vigor
By 28 we half gone already
Cause the liver and the
Kidney corroding

sound silly

All my broke boys go and raise ya glass
We don't need no rich chick sitting on our laps
Ie just need time and a mind that don't quit
See me

One time for the hustle 
Two time for the hustler 
Shey you know no be by muscle 
My dreams hanging on my neck Like a muffler 
Na why I no dey sleep

constitutions that we enslaved
Too many dreams forced to be buried in the grave, uh
Almost went insane from all this pain in my brain
And I say it simply how it

laughing that much
All our hearts grew colder, something happened to us
On the way to maturity we stopped relying on trust
Feigned interest in purity just

the back

We keep it by the code, so clearly they wrote, we don't rat
Hustlin' is losin' a few bills to make a few stacks back
But what good is a few stacks

a bothers gotta do for the money
ain't a damn thing funny ‘bout running out of cash
And nothing gonna stop the brother sister team
We be living out our dreams

Student Visas

Corb Lund

Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier!

2007

music and lyrics by Corb Lund


They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair

They gave us student visas when we were over there

They

How could I forget you
Based on what we went through
All that constant texting
Still ain't get the message
We forced connection
Based on our aggression

Drop back.

Scan the smalls things rushing to a dark clutch of weather above the busy street.
You once said that we are smarter in our dreams you

Hot yeah the summer some
I came up from zero so by
Default I am number one
Who left the gate open and let the bull out?
Hip-hop's bastard child they

because the powers that be
You know the global elite, believe that we've become
The bastard that the morning after pill neglected to kill
So to them our

crows
God bless me energize me with more volts
By multiplying my hustle in four folds
When life goes smoothly all we do is thank the Lord
When the table

might take a loan and get a good car
or start foundations on a nice house, got a great girl, we could get married, have a few kids and live our lives outs

you selling?
That's a different story tho. We ought to stick to the show. Till our mission is pulled.
Just a couple more years till I graduate
Here

What is this fight that we fight
We don’t want what’s supplied
Right in front of our eyes
A dream is only a dream
If it’s out of your reach
Then it’s

legit black, we hard to get at so get back
Cause it's a fizzact that we gonna shizzat
Dollars, those down from day one we gonna holler
Devour those in our

still hella focused we all trip takes some time

To fly bills to pay barley getting by working through the night pushing overtime prays go up leave

in god we have trust
Do not 2 face shit with us
Said my prayers for more luck
Now you'll be the preyed on
I should have a bill 1/2 green ass slave

of tolerance and unity
We're killin' with impunity so get that money
Fuckin' America
Fuckin' America

Welcome to the land of closeted tomfoolery
We're dyin' by

Yeah yeah, yeah, uh
Uh yeah, yeah Uh
Yeah yeah uh
Yeah yeah uh
I was sleeping on that couch
See my dreams are shattered broken steady hoping

Stuck in the middle of Little Foot
And a Sharptooth
Madonna wanna be
Honestly just a cartoon
Let's play that game on our belly
Where we draw secrets

the best
Askin me can we be friends
The answer is no can you please just not call again
All our relations is dead
I'm focused on making this bread

I'm

Issues get straightened out
And yeah it's strayt style so the niggas I'm round
All at the paper like we got our own mail route
And my girl got a spouse
But