Lyrics:
-o, town-o
He’d many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o
He ran till he came to a great big pen
Where ducks ’n geese were kept therein
I bring to it
(What you bring to it?)
Wet pussy by the light behind the curtain
Paper towel wrapped around her
Thigh absorbing it (Ah)
I'm the type
Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black
One day I
all be single
My album comin out i air it out
Tryna handle my first little bit of clout
Im on broadway av filmin music videos you see me now
Im askin
and says "I'm so fucking tired of singing about love
I want an album where I'm strictly talking about dicks
Big ones little ones and crooked ones with weird
Woah, woah woah woah woah
Yung Orad nigga
One and only, Big Curezza
I may be paranoid I gotta keep a Weapon by the side, leggo
How the perky hit?
run it up
I'll run the town
I've been gone for a minute
On my way back soon
Imma put another album out
It's way past due
Wanna talk about knowledge
I
My little dish in that panhandle
Lights up like a Roman Candle
When I reach that west Texas town
Ah, sing it Dean
From Big Spring all the way
can't help feeling
Just a little accented I
Did it for my town
Y'all just don't get
Uh
Y'all stick around
Nah we ain't finished I'm
Cincinnati bound
Yeah
go pop like big time
These Niggas they know not to cross the line
Bedfordview by 10:05
We just landed, I order a latte
You might think that she a bitch
The main street of this little town
Might as well be my runway to touch down
‘Cause if I ever need a piece of home
I know just right where I’ll go
By plane
His Majesty feels
‘Cause it’s way beyond albums and deals
It’s big business, long hours, for real
Strong power from the tower of skill
Knockin’ you
on that day I was a little boy
Proud of what's in his hand
Fields don't look the same
Give, Give, Give this town away
Give this town away
Give this town
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
that's a life I can't live lead by way too much regret
If I lived on one album for the rest of my life
I'd have What's Going On Marvin Gaye on my cassette
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
down
A flight of stairs, surely he would have said so explicitly by now."
Yeah, I guess so.
"Go to a McDonald's Playland, tie that big Officier Big Mac
(The door is open)
Here in Aqua Town
I'd say that we thrive
Cause we're here to let fly
Our creative motion
I've got a little plot
A little plot of land
The obligatory end to the album
Year ago, couldn't fathom the outcome
Check it, Revue II went platinum
Getting so damn big, need a magnum
Second time
This album gonna be the sickest
That's on my pops
He put that dang-a-lang in my momma 9 months later I drop
He told never smoke rock
Told me how he
Big nothing.
He stood in the road outside of town
With a broken clockwork toy in his hand.
A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm
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