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the country
And I heard two voices ring
They were talkin' funky to each other
And neither other could change a thing
Don't call me nigga, whitey
Don't call me

made, the life of our dreams
a flat in the city a house in the country
a place to have fun, a place for recovery
a sports car, a big yard, a dog

Cant take the boy out the country
That's why he’s always so grumpy 
so many moody teens in fields 
trying their best to be something 
That they all

The government told me I couldnu0027t leave the country early
I been living in a prison but not the kind with bars
Tony Montana cause I carry all types of scars 

sweet about clabama
Don't play that song
cll the words are just plain wrong     
cin't nothing sweet about clabama

Had an cmen, so right, country cutie

country stars

Walking down the shoulder of an offramp
Memorize the hotline in a bus ad

I don't care what we do
I just want to hang out with you
Play me

space
But how get more love in
Other countries than united states
Hoes on my dick but they
Been loving how it taste
Put it in your throat please I
Just

(Country boy) , yeah
I was trappin' inside my dungarees
(Trappin', yeah) , yeah
Set the example for the younger me
Had to boss up
So long was a underdog,

City nigga Keshon, country nigga Deon
Any fuckin way ima profit Stacy Ogmon
Turbo trap same speed as the Lamb Truck
Sent him on that mission with dat

chiaro?
Punto al posto senza orario

Vado al parti senza cash
Torno a casa coi contanti
Sono country come Cash
In tutta Roma ho i contatti
Sono sporco, sai

askin' bout murder charges
Told that bitch no recordin'
Love kill more than poison
Alone but I'm hearin' voices
Now we got more than choices
Country, I'm

some advice for you
You better buck up
Tell me bout the clout you bout
I do not give a fuck
I met her at the country club
And then we fell in love
And it

his ass up shooting at his feet
He lookin' like a country dancer yeah, ooh
Called up Sauce Twinz, Maxo, I'm in Texas
Sold out show, first time presses

A nigga across the country?
What you know 'bout long distance?
What you know about that?
And you ain't scared to show your love
He always show it right back

'Cause in short dog, you're gettin' fucked
Don't conform, they turnin third world countries to open morgues
Fighting for a better day like the ones before,

the city
Alone and unseen

You put the cards on the table
Raise your hands, touch your hair
You miss your rides in the country
You miss the two-bit affairs

this is the first world, but were coming dead last, when it comes to humanity, country, huge factory, we are the robots, programmed to know not, to ask

need it, yeah you can have it
Compulsive consumer habits
Country full of fucking addicts

and nights across the desert 
PASSING OTHER countries and OTHER borders 
he couldn't wait no he couldn't stand 
FLEEING his miserable dirty poor land 
one day

No Oblivion
No death
No sex
No danger
No absolutes
No cross
No code
No country
No one to shoot
No lover collapsing into the bedroom
No terror

nature
But my bad side took over
I regret what I did, but I did it to survive
Love and manipulation are often aligned
You love your country more than it

fully
took a step, it was all fuzzy
Woke up in the wrong country
Wrote the book for all dummies 
Who tryna make somethin outta nothin
Got more creative

runs the canyon in the morning 
and smells the dusty yellow sand 
Brings home a coffee from the country store 
before she turns left on Wonderland

this small world one thing's certain 

i don't like the city life
i just wanna breathe 
take me to the country side
so i can learn to breathe