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[00:14.34] [Verse: 1] (Deacon)[00:38.43] We flava the music, chop this screw that[00:41.19] Take you through church in a verse til you view fact[00:43.68] Holy ghost, from the lowly coast, spit humility[00:46.05] Facing critics cold fronts, blocking our humidity[00:48.27] (Natti)[00:48.39] We own rap[00:48.99] (Deacon)[00:49.17] Fo sho as cognac'll twist you dome back[00:50.97] Our tracks? see, they be nappy[00:52.23] (Natti)[00:52.35] But you can't comb that[00:53.22] (Deacon)[00:53.37] Call it el natural sound of soul[00:55.47] You ain't seen these darts or how fast they've flown[00:57.78] (Natti)[00:57.90] From, 'tween these parts and the ones 'nere known[01:00.21] My slang bang with a twang and hang on earlobes[01:02.67] You hear Natti, hot as caddies[01:03.99] With no steering column on them[01:05.10] (Deacon)[01:05.25] With enough lines to dry all the clothes that you own[01:07.44] (Natti)[01:07.56] Since when did the south[01:08.85] (Deacon)[01:09.03] Get pinned in a drought[01:10.02] (Natti)[01:10.26] Not never been clever since bic pens been about[01:12.45] Reaching whatever levels that'll suspend any doubt[01:14.82] That we as bad as you kids when this mics to our mouth[01:17.22] [Hook][01:17.46] I hear 'em talking about souther folks can't rhyme[01:19.95] Some of y'all must be out of your god damn mind[01:22.44] Yeah, its about that time, we got that shine[01:25.35]And ****ers been about them lines[01:27.81] Since When?[01:28.02] Ever since A Pocket Full of Stones[01:29.40] Ridin Dirty in a chevy, sittin heavy on chrome[01:31.89] Ever since Goodie Mo had food for soul[01:34.23] And them dirty Red Dawgs done hit the do'[01:36.09] Since When?[01:36.30] [Verse: 2] (Natti)[01:36.66] The Mason-Dixon Line, been across ya mind[01:38.46] Like night sticks[01:39.30]Rain down on the game and **** it up like white kicks[01:41.76] I might switch, south paw[01:43.02] (Deacon)[01:43.17] Knuckle to jaw[01:43.74] (Natti)[01:43.86]If another broke bitch spit about spending it all[01:46.29] I spit the gems that you splurge to put around neck[01:48.63] So save that to pay back all your loans and debts[01:51.09] (Deacon)[01:51.24] A Maybach and a plague? Is that all you get? Shhhit[01:53.58] (Natti)[01:53.70] We struggle to juggle talent with a hell of a sales pitch[01:56.13] (Deacon)[01:56.28] Standin on southern dirt that helped America get rich[01:58.80] You Ain't gotta struggle with a shovel to dig this[02:01.08] Cold as no power, after hours in the winter months[02:03.63] Hot though[02:04.11] (Natti)[02:04.23] Crock-pot flow[02:04.89] (Deacon)[02:05.07] So here dinner comes[02:06.12] Walk them sheltoes down underground railroads[02:08.34] (Natti)[02:08.64] ****** fresh outta jail clothes, spittin like hells close[02:10.47] (Deacon)[02:10.62] And these words are'nt slurred[02:12.06] Maybe how you listens blurred[02:13.38] You ain't feelin sickness served?[02:14.85]****ers kiss a curb[02:18.30] [Hook]