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Killers done found this touch a long time agoHad to walks hours before I found this new kind of roadHad to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blownBut I came out with a light that blind at then end thoughOh I mean a book, cause a book of NeanderthalsCould it be what it what they though it was, well it's kinda knownAnd it's kinda yes when they dress up my talents [?]This ain't a star but I got life like a planet thoughI was just a bud and would knew that the plant would growFlowers and I got flower power like Abbey RoadI caught the sun shower drenched in a pot of goldBless you with this twinkling pile of smokeThe wind got in my sails in the creek, water no paddle boatNobody picking me off the ground when my saddle brokeIt don't matter though, a horse is a horsePlus I needed the workout, I'm kinda glad it brokeI'm ecstatic, better yet, I'm in that kinda modeThat classics are made fromI done felt myself change(Where will you go now, what will it take)I done felt myself change(Is it true now, or just play)Yeah that's me, with a fifth of that Jack DStill ridin' dirty to 8-ball MJGLetras de cancionesStill got the house in the little hood that raised meStill know dope boys, I talk to em dailyStill got that red neck family who loves meStill hop out of trucks in the heart of DixieDon't try to put me back, I'm apart of my historyBecause I'm creative, smart and thriftyCause i take the shotgun, a PBR no sippin'Jump in the Chevy through some Catfish Billy trippin'Hop on the 808, when I'm pimpin' you know I'm pimpin'Never gave a fuck about the lines I crossed when I'm playing chickenRaised on the Bible Belt with the cross I was made a ChristianWhat's up world? I'm in Alabama chillin'And I just stuck a shot for the ones who stop and they hit the ceilingDrop the top on the 65 in Nash, I can still here em, they're saying(Where will you go now, what will it take)I done felt myself change(Is it true now, or just play)I done felt myself change(Where will you go now, don't turn around)Do not succumb to the masses ideasOr the ridicule and the judgementOf those who follow the ideas of the weakWill perish and they did fall of enlightenmentBecome the vision of the minds eyeAnd carry your flame to the fireDo not wait for the fire to carry the flame to youBuild, work, build, work, build, work, fall downFall down, fail, learn, learn, earn, earn and conquerMoney is the tool for a creation of the creative spaceDo not squander the value of a gift from a friendFamily, strangers, enemies, Atheists, partisans, peddlers, peoplePeople in this ocean of hungry mindsFeed, do no starveStart now, wake up nowA trillion more lives will live happy before one of those trillion care a lot about your happinessLove yourself and hate only youIf you don't... From Letras Mania