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Escaping Dixie (feat. Cise Star) Lyrics


Akin Yai Escaping Dixie (feat. Cise Star)

[Verse 1: Akin Yai]

Belly getting big and she was too young
You should tell someone,fearsome
It'll shake the town if they knew it
Daddy scarred his own darling

You're the sweetheart of the rodeo in a kingdom falling
To my sweetheart of the rodeo,please find a home running

Thats the preacher's son on the tv,when did he come out? awesome
It'll shake the town if they knew it,that he kissed a boy lawdy
You're the sweet heart of rodeo in a kingdom coming
To the sweetheart of the rodeo,please find a home running

It's time to get get get gone,it's time to get running
Its time to get,get,get gone, its time to get home(repeat2x)

[Verse 2: Akin Yai]

Cast out,whats Hank without Nashville?
In limbo where the young buck for cashville
Its been a while since that town and hee-haw
Start anew,head east became riddler
An original while they xerox
Now they're outta paper imma unearth the value
Aboriginal in the treehouse, coming down the ladder just to talk to you people
Rockabilly to this or yous a honkytonk
Hell naw you punk,i'm just a funky monk
On the road,redeem and keep your head high
Knees bent and chuuuuch nearby
Rickenbacker yup that's a guitar,12th string
I will rap for pt
Niggas biting me close but no cigar
You can't touch this boyeee,its the emcee
Blue ocean sharks will amaze ya
Big nose and lips,fantasia
Oh so beautiful still as that virgin
Don't take take a swig of that bourbon cuzzz

Gotta get get get get gone, gotta get get runnning
Gotta get get get get gone,gotta,get,get,home(repeat2x)

[Verse 3: Cise Starr]

Escape velocities no car seats
Wasn't buckled right now she's floating
Not her,but her baby in the backseat
Feel the pain,feel the pain so potent
Never had a chance,never had a man
Never had a father figure,now she's floating
Now her darling little baby is a ghost
And she's a empty hollow shell,still just coasting
No guidance,just violence
In this honkytonk world,we are minus
Just minors,start fires
Cool kids just brimming with desire
How you feel about love?
How you feel about death?
How you feel about drugs?
How you feel about sex?
How you feel about rock?
How you feel about roll?
How you feel about us?
Why your hands so cold?
Touch the soul
Runaway,runaway didn't get gold
Didn't get through just put on hold
Put on hold
Put on hold


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