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Intro

Trae Tha Truth

The Streets of the South

2012

think on his own
Can't survive on his own, can't take good care of his 

Family, you know what I mean son
I mean, you were put in this world by

Tell me all your darkest fears
What's behind those broken gears?
I'll follow you wherever you go
We'll turn this harvest into gold
Just give it time

Oppressed by the tyrants
Either shut the fuck up or join the calamity
Sign away your fucking lives
The path they paved with gold is the road

the miracle is changing
A greater world approaches
Full of light, but also full of dark
Will my being stand the test of wisdom
or shall this golden hour be

You're gonna need someone to hold forever"
Come on

There's only one girl in my mind who could be mine
She's got a heart of gold, a mind that's so bold,

Wake Up In The Morning Open My Eyes
Look From My Window At The World Outside
No Movement On The Pavement 
No Life On The Streets
No News In

a world weary sailor
Feeling lost at his first steps on shore
Much the same as he left but older by many months more
The sea's widows smile, they cross

of the modern day
there's someone at it in the bed that I made
they drained the carat out of all the gold hearts
and now they're coming for me

ain't nobody gonna

slow

Power Verse

Reppin' on the front line, a soldier
Being a rapper's
cool
But talking about the truth 
I see clearly now through
my Son-glasses

happiness you get with me
Was out of this world
We grew like a puppet on strings
Craved for the tease
Resuscitating memories
For clinical needs
My greatest

power if we all end up on our knees?

Just as it burned it will die by the hand of hate and lies,
Do you see the fading light?

You say "are you OK my

ain't tryna waste it
You made of pure gold
I was tryna chase it
But the world cold
This shit don't even make sense
Wanna grow old
But would we even make

the mail, quite excited
It read "My dear good Sir, you are cordially invited
To a dinner with the King at his royal palace
Feel free to bring nothing
But your

In a field of green and gold that is out there in my mind
I heard the prophet speak, "If you seek then you shall find"
Yet I'm lost in the wonder

to gold
You I feel like saving soul

I wanna be the woman you are
I wanna be the woman you are, oh
(Oh-oh-oh)
I wanna be the woman you are
I wanna be

and bookcases. I swept then mopped the kitchen floor, working up a sweat as I went, then took my seat at the window. They broke into a relief of the Midtown

Ready for the- (uh)
Ready for the breakdown

(Ch-ch-check, check it out) Uh
Miss Afro Puffs, I step up on the cut
It's like ten-hut when I struts my

[Verse 1]
Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses
Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive
Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice
That's the path

the outros, in the fade outs, and in the background noise
I wouldn't wish it on my rivals, I got no enemies, we all fall for the decoy
Sometimes it slides

you to the crew
Let me explain Yolanda to the world shes my just one type of girl
You can find her hangin out in the clubs
Yolanda look good shakin

tried to conquer the world.. But cooperation is the game

Hold my hand, not for a one night stand, i'm sure will make it
If we implement a plan, rather

(chalk)
Everybody smokin' up the rock, overdose is always on the spot, (yeah)
Everybody fiendin' on the lock, ain't nobody workin' on the clock, 
Everybody

floor slowly shifting by
Through all these people, galloping, who knew arms could fly
All you have to remember is how to play my game
Cos' when I grab

power
Like God, with hydraulic fracturing

Your fate my hands
I control the strings
That bind the world
To my fingertips

I'll drill
No, save us from this