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Theory of Humanity

Produced by 1st official 

Verse 1

Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine

New chain
New top
New car
New gold
New phone
New song New home
New world
New York city를 걸어
이제 차별 따위는 안 당해
노란 점 하나에서 황금 태양으로 Come up
Hey boy say

stretches out east of town
The smell of alfalfa and the taste of dust
A far cry from living in the upper crust
Out by the river where the black top ends

know any country on the planet that got liberated
Through entertainers or athletes
Only us we tolerate that
But when America send yo ass to war
You ain't

and bitch I'ma be that
Came out the country like my name was Cletus
Hoes think that I look like Gyllenhaal
Took my bitch to the Royal Tenenbaums
Swamp G,

it...
Imma go and take it, than
Bra I gotta make it…
I waiting on no man

I need that check to say a milli off the jump
Imma run a across the country

blow up
All my life
I was born to be a star
I believe say na my right
But for country when I dey
Nobody care about my right
So I dey buckle my shoes
Then

listening to cap that's a new song made by tink
Yea i rap and i trap you can buy packs or click a link
Aint no drugs inside my house no shoes either my

I see you want to judge me, by the length of my hair
You wanna throw your good book at me, but let me tell you boy I don't care
I'm just like my

set up in a jet seated next to swag
That's how you label my flow nigga so don't get mad
When you lose everything to me like a country song
King

Where the mind is without fear
And the head is held high
Where knowledge is free and
Where the world has not been
Broken up by narrow domestic walls

Can't hear the soul in that tremolo Kentucky style
These are the anthems strumming out country boy livin
When I hear that front porch pickin down home

difference
One sister got her by eleven, insane siblings
All three, was born in January except me, 9-21-88 time to breastfeed
Mama's boy been through a few

and my love seat
Yes I done break down packs
Made racks by myself and never got sent out countries
Gyally just bent out lovely
Gyally let me hit so fit

are lookin' good
She said, ?Hop in, let's go for a spin
Tell me what you been doing boy, and where you been?
I said, ?I write songs, you probably didn't

don't feel the same
I'll have to take my paper aeroplane and throw it all away

I don't even know you boy
But you said you're the one for me
And you said

Carlene

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Bluegrass Paradise: Pickin on Phil Vassar

2006

are lookin' good

She said, ?Hop in, let's go for a spin
Tell me what you been doing boy, and where you been?
I said, ?I write songs, you probably

always dealing with children
Uh, yeah, in your songs you don't give me a feature
Cause my rap's like Corona, boy, they giving you fever
It's Slessor, yo

on the south coast Chillin' countin' them blues
In the big boy ridin' It was all about timin
Wake up and I'm smilin' It ain't all about the violence
Mama told me

better warn yer
Looking a lot like I won't be coming home
So proud was I to sign up for my country
To go and put things right where they were wrong
But by

I prefer a dive, in the country side, where from the back roads you need a 4 wheel drive
By and large there's no cover charge, you always get in for

(Mmm)
E get the kind step when u go take u nor fit step back
The boy ready to learn e never went school without bag pack
Music from the soul I nor

at all.

Motherfuckers, her name is 'Mariana'
Startin' off, she couldn't hack cowgirl, even though
She grew up in the country
But don't worry boy, just

show me all the places you went to as a kid 

And i'll love the way you're singing over all those country songs 
They all seem to be about a boy like