Lyrics:
Try to live like Hunter S.
Get me down to the Next Town, Next Town
Motion and madness
Is on the menu for today
Another sunrise in the Next Town, Next
From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks,
came a rowdy Ragin Cajun by the name of Rupernac,
He was harder than a hickory long
to see ahead
But that fog is in your head
And so is the shaking
Outside it's windswept and unkempt
Got seastacks to our left
Legends in the making
Northern
again!
Oh here comes greggery peccary.
Yes it's cravv, cravy, veah...
Every morning, greggery drives
His little red volkswagen to the ugly
Part of town
the person
To be some process in your progress or be the prevention
I just live my life and I don't stop grindin' until God tell me to
I get money, I ain't
brother Little Red.
I should have known from the first time when I realised
their special connection, that I just didn't fit in
to my father's plans.
Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane
I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!
That's right man, we just
parents live in that same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught to fear Jesus in a small town
town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus
high off these northern lights
[Prevail]
I'm approaching a time where bombin' is obsolete
Don't wait til there's a bullet in to post a police
and that I'm glad I can say
That's right!
It's Sunday morning in our quiet little white-bread redneck mountain town!
"Bah bah bababah"
"Ready, Ike? Kick
youngins say keep it going
All my youngins, they dumb and repping, they always knowing
Got some pride in your town, I'm spotting 'em lately
Three piece
White Powder ft cam'ron
Fat life, ya see me, nigga?
Aye, Big Bees, wassup!
AC murda, it's 1 million $ a race, huh
Gotta get this money
I could take
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
Yeah, yeah
Big bad wolf, uh
Yeah
Long ago there were three little pigs
Little hats and piggy wigs
For the big bad wolf, the very bad big bad
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus
your wife?
I need six eggs
That's too expensive!
There must be more than this provincial life!
Ah, If it isn't the only bookworm in town!
So,
over hospital gown, right
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let
idle town
Yeah, we invent our own little games (in our idle town)
When the lights out at the stadium, hey (in our idle town)
Making life a spinning
your wife?
I need six eggs
That's too expensive!
There must be more than this provincial life!
Ah, If it isn't the only bookworm in town!
So,
Wanted to be famous
Live in a big house
Wanted to marry the love of my life
But death has dull eyes
She’s not fair, not kind
She’s big city, but also
I get around
Round round round round round round round
I get around
town town town town town town town town
I get around
Like the wheels of a bus in
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