[Abe tha Babe]
Nope it’s Missouri, over here,
considered part of the South by some over there,
but I left the country, I’m over her.
What? You ain’t know, or did you over hear?

The value of my swag is so for sure,
Even my Cali peeps agree, “oh, for sure!”
I ain’t know the producer of this overture,
but from where Rich Boi left off, I’ll go from there.

We seent the shit you got over there,
and we’re cool, that’s why we’re over here,
the shit we got, is so manure,
we fertilized what y’all growed for years,

inspired that soul y’all sold for years,
compiled that gold y’all stole from here,
but that shit’s old and weird,
earn your respect and then maybe we can go from there.

I ain’t into your city, I’m over here.
My face was too pretty, so I growed a beard.
I moved to St. Lou, cause the toll is fair.
The only Cardinal sin is a broken beer.

Bring your solo cup and your smoking gear,
cause where there’s music, there’s dope in there,
just watch for the cop who’s postin’ there.
He’ll take your pot and hand it over to the Overland mayor.

Now that ain’t nowhere fair
right? But that’s life over here.
Keep your weed in a stash, if we meet, we can
match, just don’t drive fast over here.

[Mark Twang]
Yes sir, just left yesterday,
to head out yonder, west-a-ways,
not as far as folk in west Texas stay,
my nephew says St. Lo’s the bestest place,

but Alabama’s my nesting place,
I fought hard against racism and sexist claims,
and since the KKK left the state,
why should I leave, I ain’t Mexicain?

Life’s good, but it’s just the same,
it don’t change much when it’s left to change,
it takes brains,
and how many in-breds does it take to upset the game?

All of ‘em, no more and no less of things,
that’s how the Civil War came into play.
If the people don’t know they made a mess of things,
how would they know, change was necessary?

They don’t. Until cannons pave the way,
to death and destruction of their aged ways.
They weren’t my favorite days, but
something had to happen, and it made it great.

Now all people can pray in a sacred space,
schools are integrated and made the same,
public leaders unite and engage in grace,
we have no more problems and…hey, wait.

A boy was dragged to his death today,
cause he was black, was the press’ claim.
Well, I guess it’s just the same,
that’s why I left yesterday.