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Puerto yeah yeah
West Africana oh yeah
Raised by an African Queen
She put the rhythm in me
We love to dance and feel free
Feeling the earth with bare feet

ain't stepping
how I'm stepping born in 96 bitch you ain't repping how I'm repping
Inhale exhale thats the privilege I'm the one black man raised by

I'm drivin the booty

I slide in the booty
Like a Slip 'N Slide
A smoothie
The way she loves is rage, remind me of Uzi
Don't know what they'd do without

high
Chea, I said don't do it ba-by
I said don't do it baaaaeeee
I'm drinking wock, I'm lazy yeahhh
Yeah, yea I'm faded uhhh
Yeah I'm faded yeahhh
Yeah

A body washed up on the beach
His hands were tied, his skin was green
His nose hung from a tear, his eyes were open and I swear
That they were

been doing the same
I got like too many different moms
I came this way cuz they all show me love
Don't speak on they name I put that gang
I promise lil

was
Trinity's three limes sliced cousin
Everyday day we die for reasons
In a four by four raised bed
More born per season
War kill gods
Cost increasing

studiousness
I was raised by the TV, always played on my NES
Only matters how to end my Zelda's Quest
I never realised how life could stop in a pop
How my dreams

I was lost
In a world of discontent 
Never sure
Who I was or what I meant

Walked my road
Still couldn't find the way
On my own
Living day to day

Home, home, home
Home, home, home

I was raised in a red brick home
Four white walls and a room of my own
Somewhere to hide, somewhere to roam
But

out to touch the window
The moment lingers on

The curtain of the night is raised
By the rose of the dawn
There's a glow to things
The moment lingers on

Hi, uh, my name is Robbie
I'm nineteen years old, I'm from England, and I'm chronically online
I don't really see it as a bad thing
I was raised by

So Bad

April Wine

The Whole World's Goin' Crazy

1976

the city
Those painted women that I adore

I was raised in the badlands
Where men are mean and the children are sore
But they got nothing on you, girl
You're

molded by the craft, I
Broaden my vision now I'm in this kicking ass
Been around the neighborhood & now, I've overlapped
Fuck designer water, we was

LOOKING cFTER NO 1
(Lars-Olof Jansson & Micael Hamberg)

	
I was raised in the old-fashioned way
To be polite and demure
Help old ladies cross

Sleeping on my suitcase, another day
Looking for some toothpaste, cause I ain't no other way
I gotta get clean, I'm waking up for school in

faith and obedience flow

I believe every word that Jesus wrote and said
And He gave me His Spirit dat raised Him from the dead
Nothing is impossible for

You said I was lame
But I called it lamè
Cause baby I'm gold
And I'm paving the way
I've seen rivers of glitter mountains of stars
Raised by wolves

take a fall blame it all on the road
life is going the way that you thought it would go
wouldn't you know
memories sad and sweet wear a smile
desert

a dream, make it home by dawn
At least I made it to the fuckin' lawn

The city ain't really changed, got the same streets
Listen to her heart, still got

gonna hold him back He's good and gone
Pedal to the metal making his way On a lost highway
Day by day Ain't nothin' gonna hold him back, He's good

la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You wanna be a Young Black Star
For that you'll need to trust yourself
Find yourself from your unique ways

the bridge between us
Soothed by the wreckage
Cut down and extinguished
You'll be laid out for all to see
Eternal fires
Raised at infernal pyres
Over

Yeah I'm a good old school believer
Raised by wolves not gonna hide, nah
Ain't no hustle giving me the fever
Get on my good side if you wanna ride