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The Democratic Union of Croats (Croatian: Demokratska zajednica Hrvata, Serbian Cyrillic: Демократска заједница Хрвата, romanized: Demokratska zajednica Hrvata, DZH) is a political party in Serbia representing the Croat ethnic minority in the province of Vojvodina. It was founded on July 25, 2007, and the party seat is in Subotica, Age Mamužića 5 Street. Chronologically, DZH was fourth party of Croats from Serbia and third that emerged from dissatisfied fractions of the Democratic Alliance of Croats in Vojvodina. Party President is Đorđe Čović (since November 9, 2007). more »

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I was raised by my mother and
Loved by my sisters
Pops kept leaving the frame; he was in and out of the picture
So, I had to learn
Had a lotta bridges burned
And when I was tryna take my shot, they just told me wait my turn
But my head was in the music, grabbed the pen when I was 10
I turned this shit into a weapon, but I kept playing pretend and
High school was nothing but a distraction
I saw my friends and my idols all making it happen
Cause I goofed off often
Then, females became a problem
And I knew that God could solve them
But He knew I wasn’t calling
I had issues with my trust
I had this feeling with my lust
And all these feelings make me weak
And I had thoughts of giving up and
Unfortunately, that had meant permanent
Then, God gave me encouragement
Said this is what ya purpose is
I gave you life live it
I made you, just to be different
If they shine on you, just glisten
And dominate all ya missions, yuh
Yuh
So, I had to rise
Continued the grind
If it wasn’t for me
It wasted my time
I had to grow
I gotta go
So if I was needed
I wouldn’t know
I don't question who’s gon be there when rubber turns to rims
Cause I got myself regardless of how it’s gonna end
And I work too hard to not know what excellence is
I feel tears up in my eyes, feel the pain inside my ribs
I’m only caring for this music, not these jobs or degrees
They tried to bury me alive, unaware that I was a seed, yuh
And what’s next is branches and leaves
The roots is already planted, I don’t expect them to see
That I been speeding on go since the age of 13
I don't believe in superstitions, I believe my dreams
You can’t be one step behind when the journey is far
You can’t talk about your drive if you don’t have the car
The solid is difference
I only want my dividends
And if you just say I'm in my bag
You can find me in the crevices
Life snatched me out the matrix when I was like real young
Momma kept up on the fight, but we needed like hella funds
Now we without a home, and all we got is hope
I played it off cool, in school, all I did was crack jokes
But soon after, I just put my team together
It’s AGFR to the death, on me, and that’s forever
I’m not who you are or just who you want me to be
I'm living proof of being able to grow from the concrete, yuh
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