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paper it, Nah
"To This Day" Still, booked all over the country
Fans in uni, fans in Country, Maggie or Brandy I don't like bubbly
Man wanna try but I

I wanna know why, they hate me
Why they hate, most human beings
Why they invade and terrorize whole countries
Bombing and mowing down whole families

It's a new day, gotta get out
Gotta get away from home 
And go see the country, a new city
Not sure of what I'll find out there 
But it's worth it,

paper it, Nah
"To This Day" Still, booked all over the country
Fans in uni, fans in Country, Maggie or Brandy I don't like bubbly
Man wanna try but I

was those troops that was bombing you
Trying to split your head in two, into a canoe
All while they invade your country too
Blasphemous, such savageness

and thinks of all the
Precious times that they once had

Whenever she feels like she is all alone
Her dad is right there by her side
Singing country songs

And when I touched her face
My hands turned into gold
And when I left that place
My feet turned into mold

She's my country lover

And when I came

Listen to the way it walks
Without making a sound
Hiding in the light of the violence
While it burns the whole country down

And it knows when not

And wait on your attitude anyway

You can't be trusted
Brain drained your country
Joined the ranks in Orange County
Where the Persians go to die

You may

greedy I'm hungry
Yaa, yaaa
My wallet look super chunky
Yaa, yaaa
Puttin in work cross the country
'puttin in work cross the country'
Living my life

first case detected
It spread faster than Bolt could run di hundred
Many many countries and millions affected
Asymptomatic so you better get tested

Look at him laughin, hand on his gun
Can’t believe what the country’s become
All lives matte, boy you sound dumb
They ain’t the problem, we are the ones

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You broke my heart
My country too
But like a flower we will bloom
A new light that shines in different colors
Yeah I

seeking with a must
Hella yeah getting tired of this rapping
I'm giving up on those words that ain't charming
Killing people in this country got me counting

She's not a country singer
But she's a karaoke queen
Voice echoing around those bars
Since she was seventeen

A watering can and a pack of cigarettes

dey chop oh
Na which country
This one dey work oh
Oh oh oh
You get to claim down
You get to claim down
We ready for shutdown
Boys don dey vex na
We

Merry Christmas from San Antone

Let's do some riverwalkin, all the lovely lights
Mariachis down by the Alamo
Or two step out to the hill country
Over

of the road
Hey my friend, my eyes to see you beat by those soldiers by the side of the road
Hey my friend, a country cries for a point that slowly smolders by

and poets
Gather round drifters and rogues
This is the place in case you didn't know it
There's beer and whisky like pure country gold

And it's WAYOOO
Off

Meet me out in the country
Out where time is still and thoughts are free
And meet me down by the water
Down where words they flow so easily
I don’t

Freedom Ring”, show me freedom again
I just wanna live wealthy and free with the pen
But this country want me dead, or never free from the pen
When we all

woman suffer,
You see for this country we they
So many masses die
Everyday because of hunger
Brothers go they kill them selves
All because of money

Surrounded by smallness
And mama's silk pajamas
There's comfort in that
Closeness in that closet in the forrest
Where I grew up in the country
In

until proven guilty
That's how it should be in this free country
Innocent until proven guilty
That's how it should be in this free country
 
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