Lyrics:
a dime and the dogs ain't bashful What's up Ramble Wood!? I'm from Chinquapin Park I ran with little Wade until the street got dark Hold up! Mic check!
I saw the cherry arms and Chinquapin blades The gleam and the yellow of a temple wall The sands of the beaches at Limantour The lay of the land
Chinquapin who sicker then Bars hit you like liquor when (Nik) (Mully) and sick is in The building you follow the leader (Mr. Spit) more from kitmore
on my mind The style is kind And thick the rind I could have seen the people fall, but Temple Springdale, brookside By a chinquapin Indy whale, tougher
to the core Through the heartwood It falls, it's gone Sawdust John Night and day he sawed his way Through chinquapin, oak and pine If I'm the best I will
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