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that Oh, my Momma raised me better than that Boy you're gonna wish you hadn't treated me bad Oh, my Momma raised me better than that I'm a fearless
recover Good kid, raised right, but something ain't right Good kid, raised right, but something ain't right Good kid, raised right, but something ain't
I was raised without my mother Yeah Lil youngin gon get caught up Nah They were all doubting me Look at me I hope you see Got Deanaii up in my genes
of him goin blind That shit keep fuckin wit me If I don’t do nothing Imma make me some money Spent my days in the struggle I was raised in the jungle If I
Aye, aye, Spazz cuttin up all about my pay Aye, UH, UH All about my paper but my momma raised a gangsta She told me get it in, they gon' love you
platform You better, you better go Crucify that flesh daily, can't be drinkin' milk at eighty Let demons die, it was Jesus, not the church who raised me
I's raised Way out in the boondocks I'm from Somewhere you never heard of I'm just a redneck, good ol boy Pickin' a six string You can find me, still
the way you are raised, (yeah) See time, nobody's tells challenge you will face, (wow) Left to learn from those who have your interest, (yeah) You have
You Gotta Know That I was raised to be a star You gotta know that I was raised to be a star You gotta know that They gone hate you from
Yeah Cmon 2bz Rhyme I dream i cant sleep Many days i count sheep Till the grave stand fit Till im paid i cant quit My guard raised haters creeping
mine I've got your eyes, and I've got your skin I can feel your marrow in my ribs She'd be so different without all that you've taught her I was raised
you, yes, a me fi tell you Yeah, I was born amongst the poor I was raised amongst the poor When I look at life and today is more Tell myself so me
Pussy lips, contraband for chips, sold all kinds of shit Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips, switched all kinda clips 50 raised, since my county days,
"Man, these here ain't ordinary women We call these grits She's a product of being raised in the country She knows her roots and works hard for her
No, it ain't the only way Ooh Wouldn't changed the way I's raised I was raised on John Deere Green, 3:16 Cut a little grass for some gasoline
rock and roll I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul Every day when I got home I turned on my radio Listening to the music that my idols
Demonstrate I was Raised from the start By a priest and the maid on the part. Still know what to wear on my back: Michigan! Ponshewaing!
weekend This country girl What you get is what you see Cause I was raised back country In the woods and the creeks I was raised back country Where the blood
you the blood who raised you the blood who raised you up sister celebrate sister celebrate you mother celebrate mother celebrate you family BLOOD
spend my time stuck online yeah I was raised by the internet I can't run I can't hide yeah I've seen things that I can't forget in the digital Wild
(Highway killed the village) (Highway killed fashion, killed fashion) Ooh, (I was raised) I was raised (By the milliner) by the milliner
years and then He must have gone insane You're the only hell You're mama ever raised She tried ot tell you But you got to do things your own way
and hand shake are all you need Folks know if they're falling on hard times They can fall back on Those of us raised up down home In the corner
just the thing that he was raised on Love is just the way to live and die Gold is just a windy Kansas wheat field And blue is just a Kansas summer sky
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