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all the a-towns of ga
anything everything
athens
atl
atlanta
augusta
beats general
bounce
clean
club bangas
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country cousin
country kinfolk
county
crank
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:: artist infos
» member profile:
ShinobiGaijin
» genre:
Instrumentals >
Crunk
» location:
Armmie Hill III
» label: unsigned
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On these 'thangs' like nobody's business.
You have your own mind and you have your own soul.
What is there to say...
You work like I do & you'll see what I'm talkin' 'bout... God honest truth, straight trill, partna.
It's what you live your life by anyway.
TOO... DEAD ON DEAF.
People from the south know.
I can help you find your groove.
Enthralls some and repulses others.
We just too big for that.
Rings proud and bold.
True death was slayed.
Or get from round it.
That's all it takes.
Without some soul to step to.
It's a good day to ride.
They're out there, always, on the beat.
It might ease your troubles.
You know what this is... an ANTHEM for the FALCONS.
My tribute to them DAWGS, from my SOUL, straight TRILL.
Like, my almost great uncle (y'all think I'm playing,) James Brown.
Didn't have to see another day... let alone live in it.
I got a cousin in Georgia State Patrol, and I pray for him each and every day.
Another one... for the inebriated masses.
Can you hear it in the wind?