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like a lonely gun
she grew old but she never grew up
she grew old but she never grew
like a lonely gun
she grew old but she never grew up
she grew old but she never grew
we was gangbangin'
that's how i grew up
out there sellin' work
we was gangbangin'
that's how i grew up
out there sellin' work
grew
and grew. grew up to be. yes
he grew up to be
grew
and grew. grew up to be. yes
he grew up to be
talk about a memory
the country i grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
it's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck i got from dad
talk about a memory
the country i grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
it's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck i got from dad
talk about a memory
the country i grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
it's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck i got from dad
talk about a memory
the country i grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
it's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck i got from dad
This is your country, this is your home,
Here is the house where you grew up alone.
This is your country, this is your home,
This is your country, this is your home,
Here is the house where you grew up alone.
This is your country, this is your home,
matter fact
most of y'all probably grew up just like me
you ain't never put your lips to a drug
matter fact
most of y'all probably grew up just like me
you ain't never put your lips to a drug
this is your home
here is the house where you grew up alone. the city streets
you used to love
this is your home
here is the house where you grew up alone. the city streets
you used to love
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she grew up in brooklyn
she grew up in harlem
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she grew up in brooklyn
she grew up in harlem
tell it what it is
i grew up in nigeria
where the expression is that
tell it what it is
i grew up in nigeria
where the expression is that
it's the same old world
where we grew up
and there's no one
it's the same old world
where we grew up
and there's no one
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i grew up in a little town world
wasn't a lot there to see
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i grew up in a little town world
wasn't a lot there to see
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i grew up on the crime side
the new york times side
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i grew up on the crime side
the new york times side
there's a little hole. i leave a piece of me behind
everywhere i go. there's one still on the front porch of the house i grew up in
there's one locked in the corner of the bedroom where i hid
there's a little hole. i leave a piece of me behind
everywhere i go. there's one still on the front porch of the house i grew up in
there's one locked in the corner of the bedroom where i hid
where i was raised
but that ain't where i grew up
see i gained a little on father time
where i was raised
but that ain't where i grew up
see i gained a little on father time