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On niggas, I was like, "Where was I?"
And he was like
"Oh Piru you can Google me"
Y'all ain't hear this guy?
It's clear that I be gettin' under
Ya skin like

I'm a valley boy and cali boy is all I know
Central California's where I call home
That's where I call home
This Cali lifestyle's in my blood and my

Look, Uhhh, look!!!
Light It Up!
In a land filled with dark we the light of the world so it's time that we all...
Light It Up!
Stop tryna hide who you are

Hurt Again

Julia Michaels

Inner Monologue, Pt. 2

2019

them closed in
Or out there in the open
I can't tell what you're thinkin', mm
You're so back and forth, by the time that I figured it out
I can't

beautiful girl
I don't know if that's really how you view it girl
But you're beautiful girl
Don't ever forget where you're hearts at
You took a part of mine,

And cornfields
Cows on a farm
And tractors plowing fields
Starlight not city lights
That's my home
My country home
On a farm
That's where I should've been born
Out

pneumonia
No it's not no COVID or no strain of the corona
No it's not the Crohn's, that's a bogus diagnosis
Fed a line of bullshit - dietary focused

fucking me over your body will twirl
And I'll make it a sight that's just making them hurl
Don't matter to me if you're a boy or a girl
Gender equality I'll

(It's all so pointless
You're just gonna lose) (Maxii)

Beat sound like a ice-cream truck
That went to Hell
At a wrestling show surrounded by
Fat

Luckily nobody ever got hurt 
But if you wanted to scrap at school someone would get that werk 
That's just how life is it goes like clockwork 
So don't

a little bit of red dirt clay on it
And that's just you and that's just me
And that's just the way it's gotta be

Yeah, the main street's slow like them

BB

Roy Woods

Say Less

2017

Park it up on reverse
Now hit me where it hurts
No, what about afterwards
Only going forward with you
Yeah, yeah, yeah eh

I'm not tired
I'm

Alabama Clay

The Seldom Scene

Change of Scenery

1988

red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields

is drive trucks
That make a lot of noise
Doing donuts
In the mud
Call it riding joy
Not afraid to get stuck
My truck's a giant toy
And I'm a country

heart
And make it just like new
There's so many things that I can do

Why don't you
Tell me where it hurts now, baby
And I'll do my best to make it better

are the caretakers
Of this earthland

Borrowed time man
Yeah it hurts plans
This propaganda 
It will not work
It will not stand

Bring that beat up
Kick

it lasts

I pull it out and pass gas
My name is MC Chris
Kinda cute
Kinda crass

Ladies love me sending pic's
Where they're scantilly clad
Send some

anymore
Uh uh, baby
Mm, listen
Say I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own, whoa

So if you see me, walk on by

to apologize for one of the last times

As that meandering chapter reaches its end
And leaves us in a thoughtful little daze
This electric warrior's

and I
Gave his garden back
That's where the phrase starving artist started at
I stole the grim reaper's sickle - cut an artist's path
And that takes us

is our
Last chance to be immortal
The grass it grows so green
Lets burn machines and walk in shadows

Where is your dying heart
Where is the love that

Somethin’ ‘bout his diesel’s got me comin’ undone
I’m always asking him for a ride
I got a one tractor mind (yeah)

I don’t like it when he leaves me all by

alone
Tommy, oh Tommy oh! Won't you stay home

Pa' don't say nothing except when it rains
He sit's by the window
Listening to the sound of passing trains

of
Why you afraid oh
Why you afraid
Tell me
WHAT YOU AFRAID OFF
What is it
What is it
That made you afraid
You
You
Hurt by You
You
Hurt by
You
You
Afraid