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Thelma and Louise and some faded blue denim
Jumpin' in them Wranglers, barely gettin' in' em
Buttons hanging on, thank God they ain't giving
the Now N Laters, and Nerds,
I'm eatin' sweets until my teeth fall out and I can't see
And I'm deaf in my left ear but my right can hear cause
I'm livin
lasers
A rush to the bottom isn't the right way to run the human race
Copy paste the beat, I'm not done; the pencil play is too much fun
I'm just in
papa before and his before him
No complaints about this life we're livin'
Here we are on the land (on the land)
Got the seeds in my hand (in my hand)
blasting with my choppa
Aye the pain in my heart country boy can't sleep
I've been fallin all apart the way that bitch did me
I'm in the H and I just double
killing us and they saying that it ain’t really deep
Rush in our house gun blazin
Killing us in our sleep
40 acres and a mule
We ain’t seen it yet
The rage
Throughout the years 'n months 'n days
When life used to pass by in a daze
And I was posted simply gettin faded, just waitin
Livin life with the eye for
to keep me from killin' you
The greatest atrocities ever committed
On this planet have been in the name of God
This country was founded by Puritans
For
And they was curious (damn), lactose made our livin' luxurious (whoa)
Everything we touch in a Golden State like the Warriors, nigga (doot, doot, doot,
Hehehe, these are my words to my first born..
Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow
Til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
(What's the price Toby)
Virus spreading Trump is letting yeah that's crazy
Gotta new whip build a new ship we livin' in the eighties
Can't get a test
starlit nights
And a contrite heart committed now to walk right
No more brothers getting murdered in cold blood countries who shoot scuds fighting for
Out in the country far from all the soot and noise of the city
There's a village Green, it's been a long time
Since I last set eyes on the church
Out in the country,
Far from all the soot and noise of the city,
There's a village green.
It's been a long time
Since I last set eyes
you want some?
Kick down your doors and
Crash through your ceiling
I do it for the rush
There's really no rhyme or reason
Just 'Cause
I got my PhD in
tryna rush it
I ain't tryna be in public
Only comin for the business
You ain't gang then ion trust it
Now I got my vision clear
Switchin how I'm livin
hang from my shirt
Wrap the diamonds, it's more than rap and rhymin', swear to God
It's like livin' in your dreams, while you flyin' a G5
On the way
We all a star
Livin' by a creed, I play Apollo part
(Apollo part, yeah)
I was in the dumps
I ran to a treasure
Get more connection with my thotties
Of country living
Homegrown everything
Cornbread and sweet tea
Hey!
Wake in the morn, working the land
Got everything you own, by your own two hands
Yeah
along is a southern man
Born to lose but the blues made me a guitar man
Scratchin' out a livin' in a honky-tonk with a five piece band
No matter
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
them project housin, arousin anger
Define who's being distributed, new faces prohibited
In this wild life I'm livin in is a new millennium
Got my
You don't like how I'm livin well fuck you
This is a gang, and I'm in it
My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you
You don't like how I'm livin well fuck you
This is a gang, and I'm in it
My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you
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