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Over Positions you get straight to the TOP
Silent killer listen can't spell one without the other 
I'm from Montgomery Alabama used to seeing struggle

She's so Heaven-sent; thank GOD for what HE blessed her with
Love her confidence; I see that by what she dressing in
And she gon' get hers! Make me fiend

This sound like some old Em & Dre
So forget about Dre 
Listen what i got to say
Is what you doing for yourself 
In life helping you day by day
Stack your

Birmingham Alabama 1992
A baby boy is born just to come and challenge you
Eyes big brown and wide with a special color hue
Peek into his future it

York is the first place they'll come lookin'
So we'll head to New Orleans and see what's cookin'
Head for the music in Alabama
Check out the races in

to the king
No matter what happen never give up on ya dreams
Let them bitches hate but do yo shit by any means
Let them bitches face it but don’t let em come

somewhere else to be

Don't you know got her own show
She's singin' with a band
Once she opened up for Wille
And the boys from Alabama
That's our Mama
She

Like Dwayne like The Rock nigga best be cool
Got the handgun and it read "D. Eagle"
Napoleón Bonaparte your block imma conquer
I remember Old Alabama Rd.

it going on
And if you ever meet me you gone miss me when Iʼm gone
Born in Louisiana, west of Alabama
Front porch pickin eatin a pork chop sandwich
Got

He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray

down cake by the pound 
Having em going crazy when they hear that clapping sound
Calling all the bad bitches in the fucking town 
Finna act up cause you

hard to beat

As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat

Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt

I'm proud to be a farmer's son
Brought up on the Good Book and a gun
I could stretch you a mile of barbed wire in the Alabama sun
A product of red

flaw
Married to the game 
Where my in-law

I'm a dreamer so you should believe it when I tell some
Straight out of Montgomery Alabama where the racist

lie to me, don't lie to me the sad truth that's tst
How i like my news

They hanging niggas in Atlanta
Can't even eat in Alabama
Make a nigga wanna be

minute with you till we just ran out of time
Didn't know how bad you had me 'til I reached that Alabama line
M-I-Double S-I-Double S-I-Double P-I
Bye-Bye,

By any means necessary Malcolm said, Ain't tryna fuck with feds
But i gotta find more ways just to get some bread
Not with illegal life, my parents

meaning it has no place
It's just stuff taking up space
So I got my windows rolled down
lord them highway miles are flying by
Tennessee, Alabama, Arkansas,

books just to ease the thoughts in my mind
Thinking to myself who the fuck is lying
Man i’m locked up in Florida by the the Alabama state line
My bitch is

hammer
I can turn London into Alabama 
Only been there twice bitch I'm from west Atlanta 
Bad women different colors want a Fanta Fanta?
Rolls Royce

yes, and I know you didn't lie 

We sang ""Good-hearted-woman"", and ""Please take a seat""  We sang ""Sweet Home, Alabama"", and ""Willin"" by Little

Chop the top, still
In my lil drop top mobile
Aint in Alabama
But I'm rollin to my tide
You might wanna catch my wave
Before the shore fills up your eyes

see I lived in Florida (Yeah)
New York, Alabama, VA 
I have that formula for them east coast cities
I lived in Charlotte I'm no foreigner to North

It's still high school in the jump seat
I can see it looking back
Courage in a can
Blasting Alabama
Skipping class
It's the Eighties in the tape deck