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Wake me from my slumber, feed me when I hunger, lift me when I'm under, keep me from the hunter
Chase me, I'ma runner, I know I can't outrun ya, make

will forge it
I am so pure and so gorgeous
Iiiiii'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you whores
Pimples in all of your pores
Walk on all fours
Can't

Ghetto Qu'ran (Forgive Me)

50 Cent

Power of the Dollar [Unreleased]

first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise,

pride
Deep in the country where you could see flags hooked up to the back of a four wheel drive
Or some really big rims
Tucked in the back while they

Yeah, I plant the seed on the vine
We pray our family will survive
And grow to be strong in the sunshine
And grow to be strong in the sunshine
We give

to speakin'
Up you get beaten down
But i won't keep my mouth shut, fuck you all
Fuck your laws, country and fuck your god
Fuck the motherfuckin' earth that's

nous lèchent les bottes

Double dip recession my country at war
With 4 different countries can't feed our own poor
Who benefit from war companies with

"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"

Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore

"Why is she so small?"
"Monty, make it stop"

Mister Roberts choked on a yoghurt
Mister Beezles mauled by weasels
If you're after buckets of gore

Daddy Sang Bass

Carl Perkins

Dueling Rock

2000

the family circle at the throne

Though the circle won't be broken
By and by, Lord, by and by
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother would

driven by conviction and devoted to one another and the country we love with all our hearts. May God bless America and God protect our troops.

Aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye, yuh
Aye aye aye aye, yuh
Aye aye aye 

God is on my side, yuh
God is on my side, yuh
God is on my side, yuh
God is

Get in my bag I don’t get in my feelings
Family over everything we official
Talking gangster nigga softer than tissue
Knocked em off swear to god I

Road runner running a red light at night nigga yea fukk em all
Lights flashing yea camera action yea take off from the law
4- 5 Court dates rescheduled

I just stare out at the sea
And when I hit the road, I miss the scenery
Right here, in God's Own Country
We don't need a London town
We've got our own

Good Ole American Way

Justin Moore

Justin Moore

2009

Wear my name on the back of my belt
Can't believe there's a god to save me from hell
And dirt roads were made for country boys like me
Don't

And before I could God
There we were one-two-three-four-five seconds
Her on the floor me on the floor
When she and I
Stared at each other
As we may have stared

eggs 
Saw you for the first-time way down in my block 
Talking to a family friend 
You are not from the slum
Beautiful being 
Well created by the maker

your mind in the manner that
The Almighty God has designed the human mind to do

Tug of war, in my mind's like a clash of the titans
Thoughts

family court war has left me poor.
Hawked everything but my ps4 just to keep a door
Should move to CO and hitup Tor
Cuz I probably wont see my baby for

We've just left the EU
We have and it's amazing
It's what we've been waiting for for four years
It means we get our own country back we get our

Um, yeah palms sweating guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black clothes

And not just Spanish-speaking countries eitherbut Haiti and Jamaica as well

As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society

to do

From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going
From the morning I wake up
I