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you want you can hang in the joint cause

Boys support boys in the rough, I know
Boys support boys, when I go I'll know
Boys support boys in the rough,

festating, can I say I'm great when
There's not another brother greater?
Turn to Culture Freedom for support
G, manifest the point
Rock this funky joint

the one that will fix this country
And make it what it truly needs to be
It's my mission
I understand that older people
Have this wisdom, But they don't

green
Country boy with some beat up working hands
Country boy got a good mom and dad
Country boys God and guns all we know
Country boys support that red

Keep It Rollin'

A Tribe Called Quest

Midnight Marauders

1993

speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, ayo, I'll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats

a little money
And I don't want her if she ain't country

I like a girl in some denim and some cowboy boots
Grills steak and rolls joints like cowboys do

can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
And if I'm frontin' then you better come

to the country
Where the guns stay loaded
Cell phones don't work
Put your teeth in the dirt, bitch
Welcome to the country let the Chevy 8 drop
Bring the 'shine

who’s the deadliest 
This is the first joint we wrote
Speaking of joints 
Ima hit this blunt real quick before I sing the first note. 

Fettuccine:
I’m

laughin'
In the country, me, my dog and horses
Hangin' out with my family
Talkin' 'bout Stone City
Say, pass the joint

I think I wanna talk 'bout

joints, twerk

Lord have mercy
I'm so motherfucking fresh to death better call my hearse
My hearse a 72442 with an all wood wheel and that bitch'll vert

video
Yeah, I had to tell her so
And then she pulled me close
I said you wanna blow this joint
Well, baby I can roll
She like my country kinda flair

support the cause whoever you are 

Everybody needs support
This is one of them joints
Its childish to be broke
I guess this redbones staying woke

Put ya

Rita Ballou

Vince Gill

When I Call Your Name

1989

silvered
Trickin' dumb ol' Cousin Willard
Into thinkin' that he's got her this time

Hill country holky tonkin' Rita Ballou
Every beer joint in town has

Time to get funky-new-radical hip as I get to the point
Rock this funky joint
Wait a sec, the teacher's got to check the intellect

Plus I must

Since there's been a lot of open letters 
Going around in this country 

So I thought I must also write mine
Talk it out, you know 
So sit back, relax

up binge
Country time money time I told her to stuff it all into her minge
False charge of rape jump in the ding get caught by the jakes I ain't

Events is that Britain's tireless support of
The American empire and it's
Imperialist wars have
Hugely endangered the people of this country
While

the country they be lovin' us
I need a couple queens 2 is not enough
Triple up double cup
My queens got them joints rolled up
They know I'm coming up
Plenty bad

I'm rolling up you know me
Flying high is my expertise
I shouldn't lose with all this air support
Destination is to the green
Formation revolves

him short
But you cant fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was gonna raise hell like them country boys
And if I'm frontin then you

can't even pay child support?
Pulled out all my stocks you can win off investments, but I know I gotta invest in myself
I don't know about you, but I

speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, a-yo I'll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats

funny I can't even leave the country
They call me just to spend some money, not when it's time to get some money
It hurt more when you know wassup, but I