Lyrics:
as I grow as an artist through hard work
Macc hospital I was birthed someday it’s my death bed
For now enjoy the present, I love my town a Macc Lad
I'm just living great
Billing my palace, aye
Climbing these mountains, damn this shit outstanding
Prez-O;
c-Money whatcha cookin' up
These beats got
I'd like, I'd like to start by sayin' baby welcome to my world
And I'm happy it's official I'm your man and you're my girl
But I think that just
That you get from my hick town, he'd say
Rub a little country, rub a little country
Rub a little country on it
Yeah, like jaw chaw on a dang dirt
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on,
in
The rhymes I bring out more
It's the style that I'ma kick
Simon I got em all over my dick
Nobody's ever been able to do
The shit I do so fuck you
throats
Nickatina been at since 11
Got me a spot up in gang bang heaven
My mother use ta say that I was like a little reverend
That's why they call
over bridges and by streams
Through tunnels, by all means
Travels through the towns past old buildings
Where in the church people are singing?
Tower with
at the mistletoe
Shawty got my heart going round and round
And no I can not wait till Christmas
Comes to town
And I don't want no little gifts
Or want no hoe
I just
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more than thugz
We more than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz
With just a little twist
Here it comes
Here it comes (Hey)
Lo-City, it's the city, it's the town where I was raised
Town where I was raised
Town where I was raised
Town
"And now, And now, And now!
Comes my favorite part.
This is the part where
I get to expose myself,
to... Cleveland.
All my hopes, fears,
dreams
I get front on my nine millimi
Will have my enemies, behind trees
Niggaz that think they live 'cause they puff a little lye
Pack a bullshit,
of this "little town"?
I seem to be stuck here wanting to lay in your warm embrace
'Cause I'm enamored by you
Making me wanna stay when I know I must go
So
town, shine the old truck up
Swing by the quick stop
Grab a couple Rocky Tops
Then ease on out your way
Your place around eight o'clock
Well, I'm
like Cal Ripken
No short stopping my pockets, only fall is bank slip
Coupe on 22s at 22 held by four midgets, nigga
Uh, living out my momma's prophecies
all the happy people stop to say hello
(get outta my way)
Even though the temperatures low
Its a perfect sunday morning in my quiet little mountain town
girl by my side girl
Yeah we can run this town
I can rock your world
We can roll'em down, fog'em up
Cruise around, get stuck
Pedal to the metal 'til
getting me down
Is this dirty old little dead end town
Well I hoped out of bed
And I just got going
As to what I'll do
There ain't no way of knowing
I ran
leaving town, the trains rolling by.
And little by little, light after light, that's how it died.
They say you never go home again, that's no lie.
Its
Homeward Bound
By Paul Simon
Feat. Mark Murphy and Niamh Ni Charra
I'm sitting in the railway station.
Got a ticket for my destination.
On a tour
little self on over
Get a little closer you can play my radio
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing
a wayfarer, baby
I drift from town to town
When everyone's asleep and the midnight bells sound
My wheels are hissin' up the highway
Spinning 'round
"God don't take my love from me"
Just let her sing a little blue ridge mountain song
Like she has all along
And I'll dance with her till dawn
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