Key: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
that southern lyrical underground,
Boots for your soul to make you do
more than jump around,
not a thug that be dumping rounds
Not here to judge,
only hoping we can find
common ground
Streets colder than February
or eating Ben & Jerry's in a snowstorm
and wind up a hashtag
Come down to that last last
Trapping exotic grass in a glass bag
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No bootstraps to pull themself up by
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Times hard, they asking why
Where is the relief for my soul?
Poverty and depression is getting old
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The real spiel is we all have free will
If we couldn't choose,
all of our actions would be included
Basically making us walkin' computers
When it's done without compulsion,
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it's when it's really shown
happenin' lately
My faith still in the one that rose
That's more effective
They can knock us down,
but we still gon' rise
Let's show them that we
better
the Father provides
So if you doin' dirt as a means to get by
Most of us been there,
take your situation to God
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When the odds are stacked against you,
Perhaps you might be more relaxed
if you knew what you got
And be able to block the devil
when he say what you not
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Yeah, yeah, one time,
southern lyrical underground music,
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think about it.
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