Lyrics:
North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West
North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West
North, North, South, South, East, East, West,
Way down south where the fox tail grows
Days are long when the west wind blows
Sun burns hot and the nights are cold
Way down south where the fox
the stands
Home or away, yeah
I was in my 4th year
Doin sh*t for sport, yeah
Coach said they could pay for me
Took me on a tour, yeah
Can't ignore that
The sly Fox, cyclops
We locked in an idiot box
The video slots broadcasting Waco Davidian plots
They own YouTube, MySpace
When this ignorant shit
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by
The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
Cállense comentaristas de Fox
The Strongest derribador en este Sport
Cállense comentaristas de Fox
The Strongest derribador en este Sport
Cállense
that
OutKast and Ricky D, bitch, can you beat that?
Remember the time I laid them down to Teenage Love?
Now see that
Just to sport a rhyme
that
OutKast and Ricky D, bitch, can you beat that?
Remember the time I laid them down to Teenage Love?
Now see that
Just to sport a rhyme
Produce rap sing play
It's all good man better call saul
Beats sounding weak, voice sound small
Let me cook up just gimme a call
Playing wii sports
But I
sports, baby, I know my sports, baby
From the field, arena, octagon, to the court, baby
The new kids on the block, over here at Fox
Dominating the debate
The hunting party headed south so I set out south west
The baying and the horns rung high to wake the beasts at rest
The Fox, the hare, the strong black Bear
Colt
Hired assassins weh inna blood sport
Turn it up a notch and take it to a higher volt (well)
Ah murder she wrote
Kick you like di bullet from
they needed to fight in the south
Hitler then looked for a wise and brave man
To defeat the British Commonwealth
Under the desert sun
Rommel was his
catch me in Decatur
In a Super Sport dipping
Cra-gar, 30-spoke, first 8 corner-dipping
You should see the Vogues glisten
Similar to 4's tippin'
You should
In Tha South
Speech
In the south is where it's at crazy phat weather no leather needed on yo back perfect for a ride outside hop in the drop top
When i hit the weed spot
My pocket go broke
We High We Fly
South Black City
South Black City
We high we high We fly
South black City
South Black City
his chest he
Lookin' like Red Fox
This will fuck up a disc
But not one that come out a Redbox
Shot him walkin' up the stairs, I shot son
The real
the steal my bitch gon hold That
I was pushing sports just off a pill back in that atl
I just hit a lick on all this jewelry bet I flex it still
And these
suckas needa finish up my mission
Finna do my damn thang give a fuck for yo opinion
Ima Nomad from the south turn one to a million
Hold up
Nah, nah hold
change what she bout
Drop it down low like she straight from
Down South, Down South
Down South (From the M I A)
Down South, Down South
Down South (From
the toffers
Like the lense on ya camera boy im so focused
Down in the dirty south that how it go
Makin money gettin that doe
Down in the dirty south thats
the God by any other name
I'm Clubber Lang with a Hogan 'stache
I'm Mr. Pink making moves with the stolen cash
Buy the bar in South Dakota then I dip out
They really tried to turn me around at the door
I'm 'bout to play you like a sport
I'm 'bout to play you like a sport yeah
We can run it back again
come Michael J. Fox
Nuovo choppa
Suona come una Gibson
Nella bomba
Mettici mezza Winston
Sfreccio sopra una DeLorean Sport
Pensando a quando partirò
Ti
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