Blame It on the South (feat. FJ Outlaw & Young Gunner) - Demun Jones & Brandon Hartt

We used to TP all the girls we had crushes on Used a fake ID to buy what we were sippin' on After every Friday football game Thought we were cool when we stole my sister's cigarettes Jumped off a roof to a swimming pool, no regrets Man, those were the good old days 'Cause we all thought we ran this town In a Walmart parking lot, circlin' 'round Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoa-oh And we do what we wanna do And we go where we wanna go And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoa-oh Blame it on being young A couple good kids getting up to no good Tipped over every single trash can in the neighborhood That wasn't the first time or the last time The cops brought me home, no, no We're stealing street signs Sneaking out, making out on the basement couch Yeah, when I look back now, yeah, it's funny how We all thought we ran this town In a Walmart parking lot, circlin' 'round Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoa-oh And we do what we wanna do And we go where we wanna go And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoa-oh Blame it on being young Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh I know we all miss the good old days now In that Walmart parking lot, circlin' 'round Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoa-oh And we do what we wanna do And we go where we wanna go And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoa-oh Blame it on being young Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Whoa-oh Whoa-oh, blame it on being young

The sky is grey and once again I can feel a storm come rolling in This could be a long night I try to sleep It's pouring down I reach for you Forgot you're not around But I'm gonna be alright I've got my space to myself Don't have to answer to no one else This couldn't be better So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain When I wonder if you're doing fine Well I don't care, I'm just killing time That's the only reason why And when I just can't shake the blues I try to tell myself it isn't you I wanna believe it Don't need to hold you all night Or see your face in the morning light I'm gonna make it without you So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain Blame it on the hundred degree days Blame it on the traffic on the highway Anything but what I know is true So bring on all the clouds and let it rain on I'll be okay if I can put the blame on Anything everything So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain

(Hello, no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone) You can look me in my eyes and describe that I'm in pain I'm just hopin' when I die, they don't remember me in vain I ain't got too much to lose, but I got everything to gain Yeah, I'm just prayin' people smile when somebody says my name And every second that I live, it seems to feel like it's a lifetime A lot of people battle mental illness, it ain't like mine I tried to talk about it, I don't feel that it's the right time My mood is always dark but I just wanna let the light shine As I'm sitting, staring at the pills on the shelf I wonder, should I really eat 'em, are they really gon' help? While everybody at the club and they're all feelin' their selves I'm in the dark, and I'm just contemplating killin' myself I feel so lonely even with a group of people around They always try to bring me up, but I just feel so down I always smile but inside, it's like a great big frown It's like I'm floatin' in the ocean while I'm waiting to drown Hello from the other side I must've called a thousand times To te-tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done But when I call, you never seem to be home Hello from the other side Hello from the other side Yeah, ayy I feel a rage inside my body, I take shots to contain So once a month, I get injected 'cause it's keepin' me sane I wish I didn't have to take it 'cause I don't like pain But that's just what I gotta do 'cause something is wrong with my brain Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever really ever win this fight I wonder if I'm really evil or if I'm alright It's hard to sleep sometimes, I feel like I'll be up all night Sometimes I question if my future really can be bright I get so tired of depression, at times I start to question If everything I'm feeling puts a halt on my progression And everyday I'm stressin', I treat it like a lesson This is kinda like a song but kinda like a small confession How I feel everyday while I'm sitting with you Nobody knows it, but I never really know what to do It's like I'm living in a prison where the whole thing is blue I'm only saying this 'cause other people feel this too Hello from the other -ide I must've called a thousand times To te-tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done

Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash I'm tatted up, bearded down They say I look like a lumberjack My skill level is a two if you reduce a number back I am out of green so I'ma go and get another sack I possess a set of skills it seems a lot of others lack I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' America baby, every kid here is a Bubba or Shady Growin' up poor in the park is what made me And Momma she tries she's a hell of a lady And you better not talk to her The wrong way or I'ma end up stompin' yer Whole face I can bury a whole bod for her In this case I'ma make it to the top for her Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash Seems like ya boy Mike Bama's startin' to piss some people off lately (Mmm) Same dudes I used to kick it with, now tell they're friends they hate me (What?) They're spreadin' lies, tellin' all their fans Mike Bama's shady (Okay) But that's okay, if you think I'm stayin' quiet, you must be crazy! Still murder on the track, so I'm still yo main selection (Yeah) "Still dreamin'" hit the stores, and dropped in everyone's collection (You know) Still out here on the grind, so I'm making these connections FJ Outlaw and Mike Bama, that's a musical erection Got a little bit of buzz, so I'm feeling cocky Step in the ring, like call me Rocky (Yeah) I'm gonna be the champ, you could never stop me Flow so cold, like I'm playin' hockey (Skrrt) Little MGK, little bit of Kid Rock, little Kevin Gates, little bit of 2Pac Mix it together and what do you got? A bad little cracker that's bound to be hot! (Boom!) Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash (Hey) Growin' up I was different than you Cuz I was raised in the days I didn't have no father He dipped and seed and sit smoke weed and drink orange juice and vodka The people in my park are all engulfed in homicide and drama One person tried to raise me right It wasn't anybody but my fuckin momma I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' I'm so ignorant get drunk act stupid And belligerent I go to jail and the consider me as indigent The flows sic you can say it's magnificent Ehh Ayy, more guns than the Taliban, It's FJ Outlaw and the Bama man They ask me can I work the beat, I tell them yes I can The flows sick, next feature cost a 100 grand Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash

Brandon Beal---Grown LK 歌词组 version 1.0 See a lot of things have change In the past years So just listen Since the age of 13 I've been lookin' at you like The girl of my dreams Hopin' and prayin' that You would notice me But you ain't say a thing Just keep do your thing Plus i was too young for you Many times i thought You wasn't interested But i must have forgot That you was my sister's friend So you know what that means Off limits to me And important as i seem Baby things have change Now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown See back in the days I was so immature that You would mistake me for games Never take me serious But since you've been away A lot of things have changed Got a couple of things in my name She see what i became Cos i'm older now And i want your body back I was taught to know that I lost my funky face So i'm spittin' it out Tellin' you all the things I always wanted to say I know that i'm ready baby Now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown Now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown Even though, i'm a figure son. Girl, this is something you should consider Cos i've been on it I've been hustlin' I'm independent Self contained this is me Just let me prove my point I've never been so sure Now that i'm grown Now that i'm grown Now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away now that i'm grown You're much more than my fantasy Now that i'm grown Cos i'm gonna make you Fall in love with me Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown Now that i'm grown Now that i know Cos now baby i got what it takes to Blow your mind away Now that i'm grown Now that i'm grown Now that i know Larry Cheng LK group share with you find more in Muzique sky find more in Muzique sky

What if I told you that them jeans that you wearing Make your ass look oh so nice? What if I told you that I like looking at Your cleavage instead of your eyes? What if I told you that I bought them drinks Cause I'm tryna get you feeling alright And if you get a little faded, baby Maybe we'll be laying somewhere naked tonight I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I just wanna tell the truth Cause I can be a liar, liar Pants on fire Say everything that you desire But tonight I think that I I, I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I'm tryna fuck with you But I wanna tell the truth So, what if I told you them girls that you with Ain't nearly as sexy as you? So they probably gon' hate and hold you back If we go have a private party for two What if I said I'm tryna get you home And I ain't tryna kiss, cuddle or play? I'm tryna make you scream and shout, turn you out And you'll be happy for the very next day That's the truth I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I just wanna tell the truth Cause I can be a liar, liar Pants on fire Say everything that you desire But tonight I think that I I, I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I'm tryna fuck with you But I wanna tell the truth See baby, I know exactly what you wanna hear You want me to say something like I love your smile I love your personality Can I take you out? But girl, you won't hear that from me, no But your booty straight popping Titties straight knocking Let's be honest Girl, you a problem Keep it 100 That's the only thing that I do I gotta tell the truth I wanna tell the truth I'm tryna fuck with you But I wanna tell the truth I wanna tell the truth