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Derrek Thomas Jensen
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Alright, cmon kids Settle down now! I wanna tell y'all a story before bed time See, theres a legend around here Any of you heard of Statik Gesus?! (Yee!) Y'all ready? Back when mama cut hair with a bowl And everybody drank beer on the porch Day and night, always fish on a pole Everybody look the same and they stare if you don't Always did my own thang, I been living by the hustle There ain't ever been a time where anybody love me, shit I get up out the mud throw hands with anyone who want it Always got a bad bitch I'm just a different kinda country Ain't here to cry about my problems, everybody struggles Call me if you need to talk when times get a little tougher Used to bang wit them spoons on the pots up in the kitchen Before anyone would listen Grew up, had to get the muscle Bang bang Walking out the club, gang gang Wear a Gucci belt to work, always gotta maintain Fuck a Nike shoe up, what you think I would do to you Yo it ain't no mystery to me, who need a Scooby-Doo Ooh Workin toward the girl up in my dreams But I got my heart broke Man it hurts me when I speak When I see her you know what I'monna do though Daddy's home, and you know I'm finna turn the other cheek Girl gettin dirty on the down low Look at that Took her like a library book and I won't put her back Ain't the type who like to think of what I coulda had Put my finger in her mouth when I hook her ass Ooh Walk up in the church and it gets hot, uh Not because I sin, cuz I sin not, uh Just give me the mic and guitar, uh Good girl, we can dip when the rents high You can call me white trash but you cannot Call me cracker, you don't know yo history, I am not Gonna keep racism alive, all the damn time Tryna build a world full of love, yuh Get a good wife Buy a home, every single night, kiss her good night I escaped the streets so why would the good guy Go back just to look bad, what's that look like? Worked hard my whole life, I had a good time! I do this for the kids, and for God first! You don't understand my story? That's how God works Grab a seat and talk to me, clap with me baby Walk with me Let the heart speak, see the heart learn I'm just a different kinda country Yeah I'm just a different kinda country Yeah I got power packed on my waist Cops know I don't stop they give chase Got that mean mug stuck on my face Yeah this the Wild West we don't play Came from the wrong side of the railroad Where people watch your every move like an outlaw White boy known to hang wit the brown boys Stay low til we pop out like a groundhog Spring Fall Bitch I don't need a season I been tryna make a little money I don't need a reason Set a goal, hit a target like an arrow in the hay Put a barrel to your face if you don't give me what I needed I'ma hood doctor, fuck a script, I don't need it Slangin' weight like a pharmacy, I ain't no Al Pacino Like these actors playing rappers Too flashy like the casino it's a lie I got sober for homies dying from needles Tryna help the homegirls who be slanging like Amazon Deliver that box on call, take the jacket off I done spent my whole catalogue battling evil Satan and God love me cuz I'm a man of the people They fighting over my soul But truly they never need to Cuz I made my choice and gave myself to God I'm gonna teach you What it really means baby the devil has been deceitful Cuz he been tryna keep you But I won't let him I need you Too peaceful I'm like the Beatles For now we gassed up like diesel But if iron sharpens iron, then I'm Tony Stark Captain for the heroes Building Noah's Ark, drowning all my demons I'm a different kinda country Whip a saddle or a Beamer yeah I'm just a different kinda country Yeah I'm just a different kinda country Yeah I got power packed on my waist Cops know I don't stop they give chase Got that mean mug stuck on my face Yeah this the Wild West we don't play Different kinda country I'm just a different kinda country I'm just a different kinda country!
Writer(s): Derrek Thomas Jensen, Jake Angel Beats Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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