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(Kix Brooks/Ronnie Dunn)
Times are hard and the money's tight
Day to day we fight the fight
Nothing new, the same old grind
Uphill all the way
Boss man says forget the raise
Preacher says to keep the faith
Good things come to those who wait
Tomorrow's another day
Our time is coming
Where or when the good Lord only knows
Our time is coming
When this road we're on will turn to the street of gold
As long as we keep love alive
Something tells me we'll survive
It's the little things that'll get us by
And hold us together
I feel
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Here's one from last August that came out of the blue
Says summers been a scorcher baby and I'm still hot on you
There must be 25 or more, you signed them everyone
Now I'm sitting here in this lonely room wondering what went wrong
(Chorus)
Oh the cards are on the table, Hallmark at it's best
Valentines and Anniversaries
forever yours and all the rest
I'm sortin' through the memories, still searchin for a clue
But now the cards are on the table and he's holding you
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The sun comes through the curtains but I'm still in the dark
Thse cards that used to touch
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Orgullo nacional, patriota virtual
héroe militar, Xenofobia,
muñeco demencial, parálisis mental
eskoria cerebral
A LA MIERDA, REACCIONARIOS
ME LA SUDA TODO LO QUE PUEDAS LADRAR
SIEMPRE AMÉ LA LIBERTAD...
Qué difÃÂcil es hablar con la pared
menguar tu estupidez, tu xenofobia,
hacerte comprender que tu agresividad
se puede responder con mala hostia
A LA MIERDA...
Huir de la razón, perder la dignidad
tu forma de pensar
Te quiero recordar que somos muchos más
y vamos a combatir tu xenofobia.
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I swore (ya heard)
that I'd never rap about another nigga on a record
(that's what stayin tru 2 da game is all about)
that I'd never borrow from another nigga aha
and I'd never work for the white man (never)
some say we dealers they call us killas
who we be
TRU niggaz
some say we dealers they call us killas
who we be
TRU nigga
some say we dealers they call us killas
who we be
TRU niggaz
got more game than the average
on the street I'm a savage
trying to flip this motherfuckin cornbread into cabbage
ain't got no tim
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