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Born in Notts, raised in the Gulag
Bitch, I'm a freak, I ain't human
Been doing this,  no rumour okay, boomer
I don't know how many times I told you

I'm Ready
Detroit born and raised
Eastside 7mile
I spent most of my days
Mom and pop split ways
To westside I reside
The zip code a lie
To go

He loves to drive 'em crazy with his evil lips
Great guns are blazing, what a deadly trip

Yeah, born of no family, born of no creed
Yeah, raised

swear with all my kids man,Ima give em my all
Like how I was raised by my family against every odd
Man the love won’t stop

I won’t stop til I’m like

Well, my mama met my daddy down in Alabam'
They tied the knot so here I am
Born on the bayou on the Texas line
Loved in Louisiana and raised

Hot Ya Hot

M-Boogie

Laid in Full, Chapter 2

2001

Rang-dang-doogie-da-dang-da-dang-doogie
Tootie bang-bang, 2 train to the Boogie
Born in the Bronx, raised in Manhattan
I been to Brooklyn, Queens and Staten
Am I still rappin'  what

Sweet Mama

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Vicious Cycle

2003

lie
I can judge a man by the look in his eyes
So don't hand me Jack and try to call it Cola
I know the difference 'tween shit and shinola

I was born in

Boy was raised from middle class

A boy was raised from middle class
Step by step up to the higher class
For stupidness he just pass
Thinking 'bout

was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He

can
 
Nah, I can’t stay long
I’m gone at the break of dawn
I was born and raised to run
So, catch me if you can
Nah, I can’t stay long
I’m gone

If all it took was luck
I would already be struck
Yeah caught by the good life
Waiting to wake up
But it's more like disaster
Born as a bastard

Born to be by myself
But still a part of you
Raised to try my very best
But it never seemed opportune
Can I live without this fear?
Can I stand to be

Born the middle son
Of a farmer
And a small town
Southern man
Like his daddy's
Daddy before him
Brought up
Workin' on the land
Fell in love
With

ancient
I made a vow, we make it ten toes , same niggas I was raised with
Wasn't born with a silver spoon, Genectics embedded
Filled up with felons, all

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah
See you can't run from a wolf
Not when It was raised in the cold, no, no
Look him in the eye so bold

I'll be

favorite deliver
Remand, he sayin' what he hear, so speak clearer
Instead of being raised by cartoons
Ya little mans a fan of rap songs, he bein' raised

You're washed by the blood
Buried  with Christ raised in new life
Baptized

I can still hear the sermon
All the people said "Amen"
There was a gift

No stockings by his fire, just his ole cattle dog Gus
A glass raised to his maker that's a cowboy Christmas

A strong cup of coffee, beans and corn

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

a goofy hitter
You a little bitch
But my music
You can fuck with that cause this right
Here a hit, born and raised from the streets
Ain't no cap cause gang

the porch toting treys now
It seem like bodies always dropping by the day
Cause in dem trenches we was born an we was raised in
Yea, in my city it hectic

to me, Indiana
Born and raised by your gentle hand
I will miss the fields of corn and beans
Running through those old oak trees
But my love's waiting for

night
In a world full of sin I been trynna live right
Damn
Just send the location and i'm on the way
Damn
Born and raised in the East but the gas from LA

on the block she's raised
The sun would kiss her skin all day
Her skin all day, the movie's let her get away
Grew up by the oceanside, the sand and water kept