The South lyrics

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From the … flags waving
Plenty dark roads, plenty …
Plenty poor folks plenty mother fucking racists
Plenty big charges, plenty nigger need saving
…watching flavor TV on Saturdays it was on
Listening to the five thousand… thinking one day
I’mma give him to school, but chop one of my songs.
…Mississippi in the sun
Rolling with my daddy to see his dad and his mother
See it had the drugs and the city torn to sand
They suffer cause their poverty is a mother fucker.
Now wonder how a nigger feel on….
Celebrating the freedom of….
In my state feeling like it was the last…
Still it ain’t quite equal, but we try to get closer to South

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Coming straight about the South
From the city… the country we put it down
They didn’t get it before, but I hope they know it now
Tell the DJ turn me up, please don’t cut me down in the South

Bitch, I’m coming out hard like the OGs
It’s too hard to swallow like the grace that came before me
They’re checking my resume, they’re making some go
See it, the niggers got the type of flow, they could make snow freeze.
Still spit about 80 foes and slow beats…
But a nigger got a sense of awareness
They kiss me… about the time, as they’re rolling.
Out, without a doubt, respect …
Cause I’m spitting that crack, let’s get these niggers high
But it’s more like some good Cush
So take an audible … from one of my joints and get at home a good Cush
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…So when I stop at the light, I’m still spinning, don’t stop us
I got to put off all my people without question
No matter where you find me, I’mma always be rapping for the South!

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Coming straight about the South
From the city… the country we put it down
They didn’t get it before, but I hope they know it now
Tell the DJ turn me up, please don’t cut me down in the South

For five years I lived on the East Coast
And though the folks were… like my people were slow
Ain’t think we could rhyme, and I was criticized
For being the… the folks I thought would go
Had to wonder what they think the people come from
Acting like it ain’t brilliance down on this…
One .. that we rose from
..the two high schools in my city must mean we’re so dumb
But hold up, I don’t know what’s in your…. don’t provoke us
Ya niggers think we ain’t seen much, it’s more like we ain’t soldiers
..where we can’t visit that
…get the living if we’re into that
…outside the town, we’re disappearing that
But no matter how much they ride, they won’t get us back
…aka the place, you niggers are scared to visiting the South!

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Coming straight about the South
From the city… the country we put it down
They didn’t get it before, but I hope they know it now
Tell the DJ turn me up, please don’t cut me down in the South