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holler Twenty-seven now I'm better with God first Four years later young runner for first place I cleaned up my act now I'm in a better place What did it
the way it is BusTed I pray to God to protect me and all my family I prayed to God and he told me that i was made for this I'm on my lane i choose my path
Look, I was always told you can't make it make sense don't trust it So I'll be out the country with the phone off, fuck it Grown from when I was
runner you gon' walk around the base Seven-five dollar zip, you gon' smoke a bag of shake This shorty fuckin' on the gang and now she throwin' helle shade
presido wey sabi, shey na so general go steal from army, take money for weapon give him family, him soldiers still dey die, what a tragedy (On God) Presido
country's crotch And behold a baby girl was born Nurtured by slave holders and whitey racists It grew and grew and grew screwing Indiscriminately like mother,
is meir, no way V4 We came to this country to make a better life New York City, Lower East Side Provides nothing but strife V 5 (Intro sewing
labeling as phone zombies that's hypocrisy TV's addictive psychology is monotony Each news company's owned by one family's monopoly That's why they're
understand we got newer options They flee their countries, protect their families, pursuing progress They think in needs, we think of wants, the views are
tensle-ladies With tinsle sights on his car His belongings are little chickbutts And the apple of his eye Crippled dog and friends and family Are always by
I'm Country Raised, ahh ahh ahh (x4) VERSE 2: Bama born and raised country roots in my veins Moonshine by the bottle better hope it don't break
Uh Glimpse of my testimony Uh Instead of rest in peace can we live in peace L.I.P to all my friends and families I was born a sinner, it's a tragedy
We ride abide, the laws that we live by Oh my, oh my, starving and trying to get by But when a man dies, the next man rides Ready for war with a four
See, I'm not one of these people Who’s worried about everything Country's full of them now People walking around all day long Every minute of the day
Oh ma God the rat race Buh I was special, yeah on God by grace Smooth transition, phase to phase Put it on for the family Want you all to remember me
seat left at god's behest No faith in an eternity And all that is left is to claim all the heads Of the families that he trusted But now he's got nothing
by the big guns. This kid never had a day of his own. Just a fucking nick name they gave him. His poor family didn't realise how deep their kid was,
killed This is the place where paranoya Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers We're losin' it Four fives and knives we
kind to us and to all Muslims There is no god but Allah, forty times Muhammad, may the blessings and peace of Alläh be upon him and his family, is
song to say thank you God bless you and your families Peace
I was not good to go! ... Oh! We got married! Two days later, we got married and everything was cool... ...for about four years And that's when
Peace to the God Peace Allah Ayyo there go that brother Grand Puba I heard that brother got knowledge of self Yo true indeed brother Yo let's
by the 1st (Huh?) God, family, country Those're the things that I conserve (Whoo) Yeah, it's a patriot party (yeah) In the land of the free But y'all
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
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