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my sister / Chorus BUT You gotta play by Kinja rules Forget about that civics course you learned in school We ain't city folks, but we ain't fools
tired Still want 40 for a 3-5 Weed so loud cant be quiet My lil shooter got a 40 with the numbers scratched off Bet that nigga gone die if he try it Still
the calm and surrounded by the silence It doesn't change the thoughts that run a blood red violent I'm soaked in all the quiet and I don't feel very good
we puts it down K-9 and P-see from East to North town We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step So either ya keep on steppin or we
Well I know I saw him in Shreveport The time this song's about I was hangin' in town 'cause the river was down Like my sister I was sweatin'
brothers and sisters had one Call it jealousy or not but it surely made him The savage of the bunch And all he wants is for someone to give a fuck Cuz
Talked to the night sky Is it talking back now I'm wondering just how you heard Your house is empty Like you always wanted And this town is haunted by you
this cash Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back Chorus: (Nature) I
more, wish you had it Ima get it myself You niggas is under me You cannot fuck wit me 'Cause you be making excuses for help Can't get by me, I'm ahead
It Has To Be Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss If I could choose the dreams I have each night, I'd play the highlight reel The girl I love,
a little havoc (drink from the leche of sirens) It's fun when shit hits the fan So guillotine their heads by shouting (summon the sailors in town) Cut 'em
This book has been in the works for about three years by the time it's out of my hands and into yours, and I absolutely could not have it happen
Shit my belt can't even hold it up Get a money bag stuff it up I love my brothers all six of y'all even though we don't talk alot I love my sister's all
It was the summer of 82 Guarded by angels full of sisu With my summer sister in her town of espoo I hold it in my mind It was midsommar and the sun
the light Hey She tell me she love it when I come around I told her be quiet don't make no more sounds I'm movin this weight gave that pussy a pound Put miles
your face How else they gonna to take it seriously? South by south west Two miles from town I can't get out I can't look down If you can hear If
Five minutes, Five minutes Yeah, I'll be on the scene in like five minutes Rollin' up town, there ain't nothin' better Yeah, Imma leave it messier than
I'm pretty sure I don't like here So why do I stay year after year? It always seems like plans are made But the years go by and they start to fade Cuz I
THE TASTE OF DIRT Words and Music by Robert Andrew Wagner As a child I learned the taste of dirt But it was all fun and games But when the future
to put me in my place With all the fake men comes at least an Andrew Tate If everyone's authentic, then no one can be great Wait, wait, wait It's
for all, and all beside St. Mary's falls With the woman of the green glade in the hinterland He was born into the gentry not so far from Belfast town
today And I'm on the Mississippi I'm in a different city Don't you think I look pretty Sitting by myself I'm wearing my sister's hand-me-downs My
And I'm on the Mississippi I’m in a different city Don't you think I look pretty Sitting by myself I'm wearing my sister’s hand-me-downs My hair’s in knots
another town. Sister cry, count the stars. Is many in the sky that passed you by. Could be up ahead you'll be seeing changes. Somehow changes made
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