Lyrics:
It's a small, small world
Fancy meetin' you
I don't believe I've seen you since
The day we both left school
Well, man, I can't believe it
I've
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
In a world where I feel so small
thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
I can't stop thinking big
In a world where I feel so small
world (small world)
No matter how big you think you are
We're livin' in a small, small world
Lagga
Yo, where's your credentials?
What have you done
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
small dicks
(Nah that ain't us, yo)
We just want to fuck with niggas with big dicks
(Yeah, that's us)
(I want some good pussy)
Big dicks
(Some good
big fi e world, you know?
(You think you hear big tune yet?)
How it go?
Big, yeah
Big, big, big, big, big
Yeah, big, big, big, big, big (yeah)
big fi e world, you know?
(You think you hear big tune yet?)
How it go?
Big, yeah
Big, big, big, big, big
Yeah, big, big, big, big, big (yeah)
It's a small, small world
Fancy meetin' you
I don't believe I've seen you since
The day we both left school
Well, man, I can't believe it
I've been
do it big, I ain't with the small shit man big is how I live
The flow is real heavy like a bitch at that time of the month
Pulling up by myself and you
and C's these E's are way to speedy man
Big up the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork and Biggy Smalls
Big up poets in the hall
Big up
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means,
CUSTOMER: Why?
MORTICIAN: He hasn't got shit all over him.
Scene 3
[clop clop]
ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Man, sorry. What knight lives in
back to Massachusetts
Take me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city buildings
I'm ridin' to escape from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin'
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
a bad man
Got di fat fat fi di long long
Pussy adi best
World champion
Big up every bleacher
Grandstand
Gyal
Yu batty up and it nu
practicin' fair catches
Whether it's guns or bitches
We gang bang and we share ratchets
I got Cassidy, ohh, I'm in big man beef
Which require them big choppers
[In Piazza Aurelio Saffi]
Narrator:
This is Piazza Aurelio Saffi, at the heart of Forlì, a small city in the northern Italian region
swords who gon pop atchu'.
Strip club or the roundtable, small kid with the big bucks of course I'm fuck shit up in my small way in this big world.
My
one humble man
Small people must get big
Small people they must get big
Small people one day must get big
Small people oh make the world go round
don't know nothing else, nigga
(I'm straight Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World)
I can't wait for my block to get it together man
(I'm
and the yey for most the paper we made in all dimes
I ain't lying the pleasure was all mine
Have big work to move but we served the small time
I always out
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