Contextual Analysis of "smithy" in Lyrics

The lyric "smithy" is featured in 5 different songs in our database, showcasing its versatility in music.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.

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i'm still in the street so i keep a.40
nothing comes between me and my city
and i never on a trip
clutching my bags

smithy

shit too real back home
you rather see a nigga sitting in a city cell
you on it?
and he still gave his ass another year
home of a good man

roll call

Singer: j. cole

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just got off the phone my nigger smithy

shit too real back home

crssk.

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just got off the phone my nigger smithy

shit too real back home

roll call

j. cole

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east oakland legend

Singer: philthy rich

i'm still in the street so i keep a.40

i try to put the wraith up for smithy bail

you rather see a nigga sitting in a city cell

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i'm still in the street so i keep a.40

i try to put the wraith up for smithy bail

you rather see a nigga sitting in a city cell

east oakland legend

philthy rich

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nothing comes between me and my city

smithy

you on it?

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nothing comes between me and my city

smithy

you on it?

drinking in the west end

kano

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Singer: robb bank$

and i never on a trip

nell money had smithy in a halfway

and he still gave his ass another year

crssk.

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and i never on a trip

nell money had smithy in a halfway

and he still gave his ass another year

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robb bank$

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turas san lochmor

Singer: julie fowlis

clutching my bags

heading for lochmaddy and a crossing on the lochmor. snow had fallen and my feet were freezing. it was a journey i'll never forget. i reached the smithy

home of a good man

crssk.

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clutching my bags

heading for lochmaddy and a crossing on the lochmor. snow had fallen and my feet were freezing. it was a journey i'll never forget. i reached the smithy

home of a good man

turas san lochmor

julie fowlis

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