Lyrics:
I'll be half way home across six counties
Before you can blink an eye
White Lightning, say it with a smile
I'll be bumper to bumper passin'
at the root of the problem (fly the flag on foreign soil)
It breaks your new dreams daily (H-Block Long Kesh)
Fathers contradictions (censor six counties
at the root of the problem (fly the flag on foreign soil)
It breaks your new dreams daily (H-Block Long Kesh)
Fathers contradictions (censor six counties
fight
My rebel darkness came alive, gonna light up the night
So I'll pick up a six string, like a Lincoln County Six-Gun
Billy the Kid, Billy the Kid.
to the higher ground
There we looked out over the land
You told me you could see six counties there
And we’d stare
Those were such precious times
When we thought
learned all my life, cruel England's to blame
And so I'm a part of the patriot game
This Ireland of ours has for long been half free
Six counties lie
learned all my life, cruel England's to blame
And so I'm a part of the patriot game
This Ireland of ours has for long been half free
Six counties lie
Ireland of ours has for long been half free,
Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny,
So I gave up my boyhood to drill and to train,
To play my own
Ireland of ours has for long been half free,
Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny,
So I gave up my boyhood to drill and to train,
To play my own
His fine body twisted all battered and lame
They soon made me part of the patriot game
This Ireland of mine has for long been half-free
Six Counties
I hear them say get out of their country
From the same ones who owe us six counties
I don't remember a witch hunt for Kneecap
Course not, 'cause
So you divided up my land
Six counties stayed in England's hand
And so you take my home
But you cannot take my mind
Then you tried to keep me down
can knock all you want
There ain't nobody here by that name
The door busts open its a red-faced Sheriff Perdue
He says, "Boy, we got six counties out
Police and mounties, federalies
Law makers in forty six counties
Always after me for something stupid
Wrongfully accused man, I didn't do it
gone across the county, is he six feet deep
In the Valley of the Broken, under Hard Luck's Creek?
O Willow have you heard him weep?
Oh, Eugene...
There's
it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
The six children he raised are all weepin'
For this soft-spoken mountain man
Who fed them with the money
he
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
to the muthafuckin' county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre
Scooped in
frowning
Relatives talkin shit, and they sayin that I’m lousy
Free my niggas litto & numba6ix
County full of niggas that really ain’t did shit
Playin cards
or headline
Doin the speed limit or pushin red lines
Six months in the county or fed time
I'ma be the 'Kiss nigga, until it's bedtime
Anything I'm on is
[DJ Khaled]
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
[Trick Daddy]
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
the next coward, I came in hung
Had it on the six-o'clock news, County Chung
Next time a nigga watch your tongue
Make the interview fun, out the
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