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Intro to me, introduction to reduction , i wanna run the country mf who’s bluffing? Crutches of corruption - supporting the economy’s mumbling, Pac

in the country 
Make my own name and some money in a hurry
Told everybody wasn't 
Getting married 'til I'm thirty

Then you had to throw a wrench

to sell our ports
I ain'talking USB or ethernet (gaddam)
Scratch my back then I scratch yours
Pressure pay the country debt (trilly)
Scratch the ballot

I'll tell you I'm doing fine
Of course, I'm fucking lying
But I can't let you inside
I'll move across the country
I'll still make all these stupid songs

Well I'm standing on a pitch in my lost property kit there are fifteen psychopaths who wanna tear me to bits
And they do that just right by a country

Well Jo'anna she runs a country
She runs in Durban and the Transvaal
She makes a few of her people happy, oh
She don't care about the rest at all

I’m just finna tell you something
‘Bout some shit that happened back in my country, shit is disgusting
Now, in 1996, this mentally disabled kid
He

When will you realize we do not deserve to bleed?
When will you realize we built up this country with the palms of our hands to the soles of our feet?

4,000 years ago
In the city of Uruk
In the country we now call Iraq 
There was a terrible leader
And prolific tweeter

I don’t think they had Twitter in

You’re a wall safe trying to be a bank vault
What’s the worst thing if you get caught
Doing time on a country club cell block

You won’t get away with this

a couple nights 
How's that homie? 
Since high school
I knew this was the shit for me 

I'm thinking how is this Afro kid
Get his hands on the country

outside it
I’m getting sick of you

And it was just a dream, that you and me, left the country
Took off in a dress, cos you wanted me to look my best

And I

Tryna live clean
I’m stuck between
P Valley and Lovecraft Country
Look like it’s
magic up in her monkey
Tricks turn junky
If money is throwin
It’s

a country club by the lake that doesn’t let women play golf on good Sundays and I gave everything away to show you, you don’t need me

Chorus:
I don't know

DEWEY LYRICS : IN BASQUE COUNTRY 

Beyond our understanding 
resonating in a realm 
tragic, tipping 
no resolve
she rode silently

and i don't feel

adolescence
I wanna make it out this country, wanna see Venice
Beamer M3 and that pan-roasted pheasant
It's a Hail Mary pass dawg and I just gotta catch it

you we just took your ticket? (Took your ticket)
I left in the country she told me not to Russia
I'm Spending yen all in Japan
Rush hour traffic Chris

the country for some traction
Aye, shit is building, shit is building
Guess the grinding paying off, if we losing we be winning
Though the LASIK wearing off, I

nah cheating
Mr flight mode phone on silent 
Mr tell my girl I’m in a meeting 
Mr flying out the country, Mr I don’t need a reason
Mr Dior shades that’s

up
Got you tryna hit the belly with junkies moving junk
That new pack. packs a punch
Mandem never left the country but were always out in cunch 
In

Digging in your pocket for the key
You walk right past me
I don't know if I can stand the heat
Move cross-country
You write another book on stress

country Boi, and I cant help but wonder
what it is about dis girl, you know I dont mind
when she had me on dat Kryptonite

hook: She had me on dat

IF A DEAD PREZ IS ON IT I GET IT I GET IT

MINDING MY BUSINESS 
MOVED CROSSED THE COUNTRY FUCK SHIT I AINT WITH IT 
JUST TRYNA GET IT 
BOUNCE BACK LIKE

the sauce
Yeah I got the sauce
Get a taste
Change the game

She like jewels, she like dudes, she got taste
Sippin' on something from outta the country we