Lyrics:
get ferocious
In a little while
And things won't simmer down
Till he shimmy out of town
With his soldiers and his women
But for now, don't let him drown
The bitch jumped up with no respect
I had to put the big, big bitch in check
I said, "Ya come a little closer and ya will get shot
I'm sober anyway, I
that shrimp fired rice,
He drop the price by the pound in China Town
Black shades, Johnny Cage, diamonds go parade
Motorola in the kitchen, whippin'
and a tear
And that's as good as it can get for us
And there ain't no reason to stop tryin'
When this cardboard town can no longer amuse you
You see
store is a town reunion
Show up at nine, might leave by two
We don't need big city lights
To light this town right up
We like to get loud, like to get
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
Mmhmm
Ok you blew a little check but can you blow a big bag
I lost count of all the reasons why these chicks still mad
You ain't boss up yet? Girl
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
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
Cost as much
As the state of Guatemala
Oh why
Even try?
Well I got a big car
And a flat screen TV
All my loser friends
And my boyfriend's
no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor
CHORUS
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
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,
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
and 'round
When I clown in your town
Do you know what the reason
You the fools throttle?
It's about to go down!
Uh! Welcome to the shadows
This ain't
head!
Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there!
She don't know what the fuck she's talkin' about!
Everyone get back, this is a rap jack
a while
Outta town for a while
Back in town from a mission
Out the way big chillin
Manifesting big digits
Still righteous how I'm living
(Yes Lord)
This
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
how I never seen a rat smile
My last trial's one of the reasons why I rap now
But still could blaow any nigga actin irrational
Fuckin' with me's
Little brown-skinned lady bout five feet tall, Big Mama
[Chorus]
Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table (you gave me unconditional love)
In your eyes, in your eyes
Take a little look inside
What's your life, in your eyes
And you wanna know the reason why
You know the reason why
In your
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