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eye of the storm (lo-fi preview cut)
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this is a song I wrote after the storms of April 27, 2011 went through alot of people in alabama died in the tornado's. pray for their families
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Bringin' Tha Trap Back To Ya Trunk, Straight Loud, No Bunk. Gettin my music straight again, ya feel? Just doing what I wanna do till I die.
Grind All Day. If you aint it, dont say it. Fuck tha fakes and tha snakes..... I've always been real and true to who I am, if you aint, stay up off me. Yall say you tha truth, prove it.... I did along time ago. Nate aka ya Boy U-NeeK
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Peak #1,513
Peak in subgenre #62
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U-NeeK
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2011
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May 18, 2011
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MP3 7.7 MB 128 kbps 8:24
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~::INTERLUDE::~ I do this for my state, my love is Alabama baby This is my Dixie belle, my sweet southern lady ~::FIRST VERSE::~ I do this for Alabama, we stand tall, we stand proud These storms won’t ever knock us down God can send the twisters in the day, in the night We’ll recover, we'll stand together we fight You can stop the south, we here forever We love our state, our people, we stand together And if you come try to blow us down We shall weather it all, and stick around The government said we was a disaster area But they wasn’t here when these storms got scarier When you couldn’t know if your family was still alive We shall survive through the night, we shall survive Nature took our family, our homes, and our friends Let’s hold together, keep riding around the bend In the eye of the storm, no one can hear your screams Cant see you in the wind, life was torn at the seams ~::CHORUS::~ In the eye of the storm, we can’t hear ya screams Ya souls blown away, we still on ya team Picking up the debris, to find a way To get on with our lives today Everyone cruising round, looking at disaster Many at their church, praying with they pastor We shall rebuild, we shall overcome Now that Alabama’s been turned into a slum ( AS IN death, destruction, rubble, etc.) Alabama is a slum ~::SECOND VERSE::~ God save us, provide support and blessing Alabama takes a violent hit, we're all confessing Storms took our homes, they took our lives Many don’t know how they'll survive Orphans not knowing where their parents are Choppers flying over, surveying all from afar National Guard everywhere as we try to find a way As our state goes down, all of us screaming mayday Looking for hope in any place, When ya lost it all, you can’t look ya self in the face Too hard to overcome, some will give in Some will give it all, so we can still win Please don’t remorse, don’t have no regrets, We shall recover at all costs, that you can bet ~::CHORUS::~ ~::FINAL VERSE::~ Whole families gone from this earth Some won’t see their children give birth As the double days of twisters tore us apart We must stick together, please act with your heart We can all have a new start, rebuild what’s lost We shall be great once again, at any cost Everyone thinking we have been weakened Don’t show them the heartache and pain they seeking Stand tall, proud, southern and great To fall apart, is not Alabama’s fate Their are kids out their, helping to rebuild our towns Scrapping debris from Alabama’s grounds Shout out to Colby Johnson, strong from the start Moving mountains with his heart, the light in the dark The light in the dark, the light in the dark ~::CHORUS x 3::~
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