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MotherLand Forest
- The beasts of southern Texas are a force to be reckoned with
- One I mentioned will be threatened until the end
- These southern lands are still wild and true
- I felt so blue, i had no clue
- I lost two friends, two close fam' members, the view stuck like glue
- I guess that's the wild wild west, im obsessed, i feel it in my chest
- I wont lie, i just want to fly, i can't die
- I'm the wolf that took to the forest, and forgot all the rest
- I try to be my best, i feel so blessed
- Along with all the other beasts of southern Texas
- North side of Houston is where i hale
- Ill be damned if i fail, i don't like feeling pale
- I'd prob have more fun in hell
- with all those southern beasts of Texas, infectious
- Breathless, i don't drive no Lexis
- I sprint through the forest, to keep my finger off the trigger, stigma
- Forget the rest of those teary eyed deaths, put loved ones to rest, caressed
- Let me tell you where i'm from, and what i'v done
- We love our guns, to defend our buns, overcomes
- Running through these southern lands
- I follow no commands, I'll have a chance if i just dance
- With all the other beasts of southern Texas
- Home is where the heart is
- Home is where death fibs, I just wanna live
- Texas gotta hold of me, like green tea
- Cypress gives you head lice pull out ya hair, is that the price? whats your vice,
- were not all small mice, we just wanna slice of the good life
- running through these lands with all the other beasts of southern the wild, WOW!
- Watch me flex'em off my shoulders, can't hold'em
- Tryn to keep me down, the Wolf knows no bounds
- It's only home bound, past shantytowns, crowns
- Quicksand, dry it up, fire round err on these lands
- Where there's no slight of hand, straight kicking cans
- Days seemed bland, stay off my land, this aint no Klan
- Put it in my hand, homeland, branded firsthand, contraband
- Watch me mark up these trees and leaves deep in the forest
- I grew up like an Orchid always in orbit, morbid
- With all the other southern beasts of Texas
- Where i was born when i fell in love with Korn
- I found myself mournin
- with all the best bunch of beasts in these southern lands of Texas
- So i took to the forest, to forget all the rest
- God told me it was all a test.
- But i digress, retreat to the forest
- A life of non violent protesting, for the resting
- I wont hug trees, chop'em down, plant'em all around
- Build a cabin in my forest, no mortgage or shortage of the warmest in storage.
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