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Im a fun guy
Taking some fungi
Wanna come by
Lookin for a fun time
Shoot them in a drive by
Pop pop
Watch the body drop drop
Count the Guala up like

Yeah, baby
It's the first of the first
And you know we get our money by the first of the month
So what about the first of the year?
I'm giving my all

pleasure tonight because I'm here to introduce for
Epic Records one of their famous country music stars. He's a Texan by birth,
makes his home in Nashville

Any Man in America

Blue October

Any Man in America

daughter desperately
Your mocking bird puts dents in me
While touring press and reliving my song hate me
I was losing custody, I never even saw that shit

just a fuckin conspiracy theory?
That's why Conservative racists are all runnin' shit
And your phone is tapped by the Federal Government
So I'm jammin'

Crow
This is The Journey
Listen
Yeah, wasn't born in this country
I moved here at the age of ten
Young boy from Zim trying to make it
Never stayed

it kicked I floated into Eden
With blarin' music and the dancin' boy I can't even
You know that feelin' when your limbs are pulled by a string
Now

Stronger 
Though I came from the trenches

Listen
Do I or do I not mention
How ghettos are stricken distant 
From the suburbs where we're forbidden
When I

without a man
My mom by herself did everything she can
My family by my side, I write my songs with their pride
With unconditional love I get on this bizarre

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Listen to the southern spit
LEGACY speak politic, day to day shit
That's it

The country evil
City filled with sick people

That L caught
Me by surprised
Fuck a birthday cake
I'm not like others
Get off my board
Got my own tidel waves
Why stop the motion
We like rhinos
We

or whatever you are
You are deeply loved by me, you're everything to me
Don't be ashamed at not buying my songs
You were the reason I played in the first place

back to your country"
Not somethin' I stand by
I've been tryin' to strive to
Equality in each rap line

My squad of horoscopes, society is colorblind

from This chop he better pray he make it far punch me in
Where the opps I wanna put em in the stars
Listen to the nigga songs hear the cap by the bars

movin funny, I'm about the money
I was broke and I was hungry
Til I got the pack to move across the country
Kill it like Solomon Grundy
I'm killin this

Yeah mic check
Mic check I can't believe what this world has come to
Father God, I ask you to give me the right words to say in this song
I'd be

yo yos we got several dozen
Everybody buzzing we feeling good
Chop it up by the firewood
Smoke somethin gotta couple chickens
That boudin be finger

the bag
Go graduate, and start working for some  individual, I'd rather fuck me
And my employment's not even ensured because thunder has fired this country

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

specific, just counting the minutes
Staring at the sky of monotonous buildings
Writing sad songs for fatherless children and whoever should listen
Fighting

Seen people die and countries rearrange
Divinity comes with a consequence
Despite the freedom we twist and dispense

And I'll dedicate this song

my songs in Google Docs
Your wife could be married for fifty years, she'd still get me and you flip-flopped
My dick drops on 'em hops on and hops off,

A wise son heareth his father's instruction
But a scorner heareth no rebuke
A man shall eat good by the fruit of his mouth
But the soul

and Sioux
There's no such thing as an American race
America wasn't built by white men alone
Yellow,brown ,black and red sang the same song
Along the way we