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nose not quite straight

Small fokken house on the wrong side of town, never ever up, mostly fokken down
No fancy labels, no nice swimming pool, no mom

out the shower and fresh off the toilet
Then one night he be out
Just repping a set
Approached by a man
Who was dripped out on deck
And he told him he

Who ever thought that I would make it
This far but those who hated
They saw potential in a boy and they delayed him
Went from wannabe to little nigga

Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
We'll go

mail that
Don't nobody in the city sell that
Niggas will sell their souls though
Big money by the boatload
These people can not buy me
Made

about love, baby, use your logic
Wanna say the truth, fuck it, go 'head about it
Sitting by my window staring at the moonlight
Call my baby up try

breathe"
Still on my feet 
Game of Musical Chairs
This assed out route
cll too familiar
Like deaf clings to the hearing impaired
Some blinded by light 
But

around
Like little ants
Cuz that’s what they were

A hat too big for his head
And boots that were only pretend
Were the solitary things
That gave him

sunshine
Without a little rain?
And love is like leaves in the fall
'Cause some people get scared and
Leave when you fall speaking of which
I met this girl

of the town bitch I'm the man
You think you gonna do some about it but you barking at a knot
Watch yer fucking mouth
Shut your big bazoo
Yeehaw
You're as ugly

last
Take the weight off, you can lay it down
It's a big world, but a small town
So when ya stop by take your time
Stop and say

Hello, I love you
You're

of many battles
Broken bottles and black eyes
Disguise on my face, when we kick the door down
The Fury's in the house tearing up the town

Dad, you're from

the ground one big pound
Let out your loudest sound
Sing it for the whole town
Let your bass be surround
Throw it around like McCown
It's all good if you down

blade, tucked gun, lets meet by the night
He think he a big guy, he's the one begging for his life
He think he a good spi, hit him with that colt-45
He

Heads down, swallow the screen and feel images
Imprint themselves. Big world, little villagers.
Living the dream, dreaming of waking
Who isn't afraid

It's no fucking lie,
I lost Big Lee and it felt like my brother died,
Some woulds say I'm a lucky guy,
I'm 26, they thought I wouldn't make it to 25,

Sit down on my leg
Let me tell you little story about where I've been
Through bridges and tracks
In and out of towns
You wanna know some more?
You

enjoy the ride

To a destination somewhere bound
A mountain road, a little town
Outside of nowhere, riverside
Lean on back, enjoy the ride

Heading north

I was caught in the landslide
Climbing up on the hill
To the top where the big cross
Stood silent and still

I was waiting for the next song

a little Spanish when we go out in town
And I found, everybody shouldn't know how you move
Don't ever let your left hand know what your right hand can do

afar you're just a little person 
lift your eyes from days gone by and feel it right now 
that time you took too much lsd and tried to jump out windows

Heaven

Jake Miller

Us Against Them

2013

back down
I got big dreams in a small town
I fly in the world but perform for the night
Took it back so goodnight then I'm homebound
Woo, woo, see

Ain't It Your Birthday

Jonny Fritz

Dad Country

miles
In the middle of the night
On an empty tank
Dodging deer along the way
Onto Central Virginia, moonlight Broadway
Brought to you by this small

Who Could It Be

Guerilla Maab

Resurrected [Screwed & Chopped]

2002

H-Town mob figgas
Rob niggas, on the block affiliated with drug dealers
Go getters, and a hundred percent thug niggas
You don't want to step to us, you