They said the song was forbidden it couldn't be written As you could see them motherfuckas were bullshittin Many feel the klan would hush em But I snatched
won the war. It's further from El Paso to Texarkana, then from New York to Chicago. And when it joined the Union, Texas was the biggest state. Yeah, everything from Texas
this I feel like I'mma have to fight for this I feel motherfuckers they goin' say I'm wrong I feel niggaz goin' get buck when they hear my song I feel
: I almost got drunk at school at 14 Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen Who almost went on to be miss texas But lost to a slut with much
around with a bag full of rappers) You might not have all the things you need, yeah-heh... (Motherfucker told me, a nigga from Texas couldn't make no
South with all they might, me I'm not the plexing type But I'm no punk bitch no not quite, I'm pieced up and I bar no fight They chatter boxers, steady
I almost got drunk at school at 14 Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen Who almost went on to be miss texas But lost to a slut with much
go 'pop pop' through your anatomy I'm hungry nigga, I'll eat your flesh I'ma butcher, chainsaw through your spleen and chest There's a darkside of Texas
, who my friend or foes Watch my friends, and keep my enemies close All around the world, we may go Still remain, to be the same old song You say you
it's hard to sleep when the lullabys are songs you don't want to miss you could listen all night long and you can't believe that you are in texas and
there Check it out Bottom bunk, sleepin in a 2 man cell C.O. at my do', and I'm mad as hell Punk police cowboy from Texas Talkin some shit bout servin
for Texas I'm fantastic my music mo flow but I'm chillin Hit the block and make a killin big car no ceiling Don't let me hear a song that I'm feelin Screw
nigga, every chick, every person up in every party For all the shorties in the tight denim And all the hood rats gettin' jealous startin to start a fight
m gon rip it fo tha song through It's time to shine, time to polish off my game right Krunk like its game night or a Roy Jones title fight Wit combinations