Lyrics:
ya
Just to get some trees
Cus if not we gone
Think you da police
Virginia is my state
Hampton is my city
Phoebus is my town
Boy and ain't shit pretty
with my fingers talk real loud like
Reema I’m gone fuck a singer from Virginia
I’m in Pulaski getting nasty let the police pass Me Commonwealth
I’m in a West Virginia state, West Virginia state, West Virginia state of mind
I’ve been in a lot of places; I’ve seen a lot faces on the many roads
bets,
The spirits of the states are guaranteed high sets
So I stayed down in Virginia 'cause that looked good to me.
I went down to Virginia and I
West Virginia born Lincoln County raised
We ain’t have much, Daddy found a way
Didn’t have money, Couldn’t pay the bills
Momma spent it all
Sto bene, okay ehi, ehi
What, brr kid Brass, business
Fanculo Virginia Raggi
Riaprici le fontanelle (Ehi)
Fanculo Virginia Raggi
Riaprici le
Current state, do not waste water
Should they be ashamed of their daughters?
You know my rhymes slippery like an otter
In Virginia Water, will it be hotter?
could say another homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes runnin' like Jesse Owens
Police showed up, but I was nowhere in existence
Back in the crib
won't want to leave
'Cause I still get the chills every time I see
That welcome sign and cross that state line
To a place I love to go
A place I love
Police state, please state your name
And the town from which you came
I don't care about you
I don't care I point and shoot
Pulled over, no signal
believe in
Streets teach you to be street safe
When you live in a police state
They divide and they preach hate
When you live in a police state
They hit
and Virginia State
Wilberforce, Stillman
Wiley, Winston-Salem state
Jarvis, John C Smith, Talladega and Kentucky State
Say my name
Southern Jags, Virginia union,
mcdonalds
As occupational guises to move big product
Guns in the street
Run from police
We still slaves in a free state
That hate to lose our life so we would
a couple bones
Like a **** K-9
Purebred like a pedigree
Not check or credit ting
Police like the referees
If the pigs don't eat
Then they don't see
my state get threw up
If you don't know me then there's one thing that you gotta know
I'm from West Virginia if you don't like it then you gotta go
I
Philadelphia
Maybe Virginia
Probably the Garden State
Already tried the Paris of Appalachia
Always looking for a new state
What do you dream when you're not
Virginia, Wisconsin, Wyoming
North, south, east, west, in our calm, objective opinion,
(Name of home state) is the best of the
Fifty nifty United States
(States, States, States, States)
La police nous tue, gros, c'est les states
(States, States, States, States) piou-piou, piou-piou
Gros, c'est les States
there fate.
Fear was the number one rule an example,
It was done in front of everyone a human sample.
A slave law passed in Virginia a con,
Every Black
Everybody's trying to find pie in the sky eternal life
Ponce de Leon must have had it wrong
The secret of life is a state of mind
Well, in a state
Aw get it on!
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline
We had motor
West Virginia
Why don't you come outside with me?
West Virginia
There's something I'd like you to see
West Virginia
Deep within ya
There's another
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline
We had motor
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