Lyrics:
big you cant hop small gaps
I might have to sell it all to make it all back
On stage brake a leg just to crawl back
I came to LA where entertainers all
Live from where the sun comes up
Yes yes y'all freak freak y'all
Turn it up y'all wells, Maine
Spizzy Spose y'all small world y'all
Prep Dank y'all
life's story, and I'm giving all praises to the most high and his glory
It all started when he created us
Taken from the ground, a small brown grain
it on Chuckwick
It's Chuckwick yeah!
It's Chuckwick I told you he'd find me
He tried to take over my
The world's smallest killer I can't wait
[Promoe]
World gone crazy...
For hiphop I've got a warm heart that keeps my feet warm
But a cold head when it's code red in the streetzone
get by on your own that don't mean that it's better
Why I keep a chosen few it's for the stormy weather
This way I can make it through and can handle
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
to Totoro's Inn
Where all your other good friends live
I'll see you soon in a
Dream when I fall asleep
Please believe
However small, you meant the world to me
don't care what you saying bout me
But this thing called life doesn't work without me
By all means
May be in a small world, but I keep big dreams
Been
all around the world selim to Bunny
Wrap it, You want my dick come grab it
I will break skull motherfucker
Kid Cudi's in the mall popping
Tags and I'm
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest
Yeah, Temba
Just listen, yeah
Just listen, yeah
Just listen, yeah
Just listen, yeah
Just listen, yeah
I'm running out of time in this small world
thanks?
By giving my life to you, by serving you
By not holding back the big things and the small things too
I give them all to you
This is how I say thanks
'stead of bobbin and dippin'
But never let this world of stress get the best of me
Takin' breathin' techniques, slay you with Tai-Chi
What does it
underneath the sky scrapes
Like Harlem world battles on the Zulu beat show
It's Kool Moe D vs. Busy Bee there's one you should know
Enough of that, I just
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
of Vodka as we forget time
Let's clean up the Chevy so we can ride by
Quick piece of pussy call it a drive by
I'ma slide by sipping on that high life
Injured? Why is the sad cebu sad? Is the canoe wood or aluminum?
Larry: Oh look! There's me and Bob at Sea World! Oh, wow. Forgot about
That one. There's me
Georgia nigga
Down by law is you a pussy or a soldier nigga?
Trap scroll same thang,
Street shit gang gang
Real niggaz make da world small,
We on da same
Love you
Well yeah she the one still moving me
When it's about vim she give for free
Take a seat there cuz stop booing me
Yeah Yeah
Give her some
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
three words say it all
Droppin' bucks, makin' dolla's
Small town man, down from the holla'
Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter
We
be?
Like me ya black superhero
Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
Ya Honor I'mma have to get rid of ya
Because it ain't no trivia about my flat in
out, he's so lonely in the night
He's got to work it all alone
Now who in the world would believe that he's got another trick up his sleeve
And who
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