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led by the blind)
Because the mouth lie with words but the heart don't
Many change up with the seasons fall apart like leaves
If you tune while I'm

This block's getting worse by the hour!
You can't even go to a club with a friend
Without having somebody shove you!

Ay, por favor
Vanessa, don't

the foreigners
And you're not around

Divide by eight, multiply by five

Counting kilometres
Trying to translate
Is this what I wanted?
This twist of fate
Watching

chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

modern life 
Where you live then you die
And you just give and you try
Hope you get a new sign
And any hole inside can't be filled by nothing you buy
Where

PJ fit two so I fit four in there
Chillin' on the beach breathing foreign air
Coming home tan like a foreigner
If she like it then she get it that

She's a freak, hoe, legend
10:59, I met her she mine by eleven
Put a blessing on the pussy, I'm a certified reverend
While she catering to me, the main

touch my bankroll
God damn that's a no no
Purple snot we get it by the boat load
Come and shop right now I'm doing a BOGO
Shit so fire got me going in

Seen by the sinners and ballers, seen by the saints and apostles
Seen by the children and women and all of his followers
Calling all of us to a marvelous

hard

The world's never gonna learn
To live in peace and to let the colours swirl
Why do they have to reminisce
The nazism that passed by and make it

to the ground by high as a cloud
Create my own wave don't follow the crowd
Work like a slave but mama she proud
Open your head you fuck with her child
Just go

surprised by your ways uhn
Like how I touch your thighs and grip your waist
Wanna say you make me feel alive baby
And I swear I can never lie to you bae
I'll

in the ville how I go by it
I was stuck in a rut, I was nobody
I been looking for something to go body
There's an art to the hustle like Yo Gotti
Kick

Back in the day we played hopscotch
Gambling money surrounded by bitches and honeys I'm pimpin like Travis Scott
This is the Asian lifestyle
Gimmie

Listen I'm a foreigner a different man from different lands 
By God's plan I was formed from dirt, clay and sand 
I demand my respect close

just want a mill
Then another mill
Add a couple more
Haven't got a deal
Had a couple wars could've got us killed
Looking for my family
Or foreigners that

It just don't feel right 
Not having you by my side
The thought of you would run me out of town

I've been gone a few days 
Tryna' get away from your

When I think about it
How I'm not on by now
When I really stop and think about it how I'm not on right now
Grinding late nights til the morning
Can't

the sins of the inhabitants have called it upon themselves
Truly it has not happened by chance, you, who are left, stand mindfully
Fight bravely, defend thy

I come to the Father

Intro 
It is by the finished work of Christ
That we can all boldly come to the loving Father
Through the precious Holy Spirit

our home again
By God we'll have our home
By blood or sweat
We'll get there yet
By God we'll have our home

In our own towns
We're foreigners now
Our

just by herself
She don't fuck with nobody else
And she just keeps comin' back
And I know she don't want me back (yeah woah)
She want somebody ody
Don't

expose a joker to the flame
Upon the road we snatch a cobra by the fangs
Goofy nigga spazzing had to put him in his place yeah
Fuego shorty snapping I

Rosemarie the foreigner
Was coming round the corner
At the Friendsville Funday Fair
Well, I bought her a pickle
For a dollar and a nickel
But she