Lyrics:
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
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
Wake up honey-let's take a little ride
Outta this town-where the highway lines
The big open fields-and let her unwind
And feel what it's like to be
At first Mom and Poppa called the little girl a lady
They raised her on the banks of a river bed
A house boat tied to a big tall tree
A home for
and the Christmas tree girl
Left st. Ives found another world
Brother and sister side by side
With a crazy new town as there guide
Left home 18 now
At 19 Left there
are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
Oil name, and money
And the town said "How did a middle class divorcée do it?"
The wedding was charming, if a little gauche
There's only so far new
By sharing thoughts I hope
To find a little peace here
I thank Allah for blessing me
To be creative
So here's a diss for me
For bein'
from the start
Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another
One spot holder hold ground for our town, N.Y.
For those who
the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house, I said now
Flipped her on the mattress
(Flipped her on the)
Four by four, the action (Four by four)
Ripped her out of Saks 5th (Ripped her out)
Ooh, we traction (Ooh,
a real good little girl
Santa Claus is back in town
Santa's left the building, baby
He's comin' for ya
You know, baby, a man gets lonely up
and said: "Hey scumbag, this town ain't big enough for the two of us. You killed my two brothers and now, it's your time to kiss the dust. Get ready to slap
ready to throwdown?
Yes we are!
Well, get on down like your 'posed to
and give a loc a little dap when he walks through
Verse 1:
If there be a dope beat
queen
Admired by her town, but trampled by the boots of the big city
They say you have to be more than just pretty
Can’t be dumb and naive
But that’s how
fucks
I hate whoever you like, I think your hero sucks
I send 'em a, old-fashioned "fuck you" like middle fingers
Thrown up by little old ladies with
the border, Mexico right next do'
And our women fine
Yellow with the big behind
H Town a goldmine for niggas
If they got grind (Snoop Dogg)
How they do it out
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
don't need much
But still need a calculator to keep up
Je-sus, I'm doing me, B.I.G
Hit Little C's up after I hit this tree up
Me, I get my cheese up
a camper
(We go from town)
Love in the back of a lovely T2
(We grow, we roam around)
Big time for me and you
The sky so blue
All our dreams come true
All
might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
I was born with a shotgun in my hand
I was raised up by a redneck old man
Country living small town raised
I was born I was born in the usa
I was
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
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