Lyrics:
nothin'
The big axe is Paul Bunyan
Blood splatter from his bladder
Docs was all buggin'
Like, "We knew he was bold
But can't believe the gall of him"
Bitch,
I was living on the hill
By the water tower and hiking trails
And when the big one hit I'd have a seat
To watch masters abandon their dogs
Cali loc'ed up when I was summoned
Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin'
Look around, your town is crumblin'
This Big Tech from
I'm on the west side of town
A tiny little spot where it all goes down
A black new world in the bottom of the village
With cute little girls in their
big, but had the ball's to kill all ya'll
I represent, the town called the Rich
Where niggas don't give a fuck about you or your bitch
HK's pop, a young
Come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town
We got no money but we're rich in love that's one thing that we've got
Beat up little seagull
On a marble stair
Tryin' to find the ocean
Lookin' everywhere
Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea
Ain't
Beat up little seagull
On a marble stair
Tryin' to find the ocean
Lookin' everywhere
Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea
Ain't
Yeah, fall in line
To fall back, Big L's technique
Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head
Just like
fast, but takin' it slowly
Wasn't that big, but it's takin' the whole seat
Source of the water, Imma let you tap me
My bitches and my dawgs is tryin'
This may get a little bit personal
This may get a little bit hard to know
See I grew up in a very small town
Where you only see cornfields
they needin' more than that hoe (than that hoe) the big fat hoe
Tryin' to get every ballin' nigga in the saddle (yee-ha!)
Lap dance, fat chance, hot
yeah little ole me
Wand'ring down that old Country lane
Face kissed by the warm Tennessee rain
Hear that banjo picking through the mist
It's so faint
was the big economy size, her buz-whams were gigantic
Like two fat little boys wrestling under a blanket
The flickering strobes lit up the globes that
broke and used
Motherf***er
I drank with hank, talked blues with billy
Rocked with run sang with shotgun willy
Went from small time philly to big time
furnace they turn to ash
Where's the concepts it's like artists forgot its definition
Whole album is a single but they still get recognition
My s**t is
To Come'
I was very much influenced by him in the writing of this
Writing a little less about my own feelings and teenage angst
Of yearning for love in all
native man can
When he was shot down like a dog
On July 3, 2019
He was celebrating the Fourth of July
In a small-town jubilee
He was shot down at 39
For
behind
Watching advertisements go by in the sky
Feelin' the heat of this hot July
Taking me time to find myself again
I wanna live a little with no
behind
Watching advertisements go by in the sky
Feelin' the heat of this hot July
Taking me time to find myself again
I wanna live a little with no
Purple naked lady
Drumroll, please, fifty hollow rounds
Checker, chess, diamonds black and white, uh
Muddy soda brown don't drown (Tech)
Big or little
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
I reckon you all don't know me at all
I just got here today
My home is way down in a little town
It's not so far away
Everybody for miles around
wonder wonder
She got raven hair and eyes of brown
a big white stallion who´s taking her down
every once a year in the early spring
she visit the little
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