Текст песни Bubba Sparxxx - Nowhere

Without A Paddle - OST / Трое в каноэ - Саундтрек
Жанр: Rock / OST
Исполнитель: Bubba Sparxxx
Альбом: Without A Paddle - OST / Трое в каноэ - Саундтрек
Длительность: 05:38
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Listen, first you must travel a long dusty road This road you shall travel will seem like nowhere But that nowhere will turn into somewhere Keep yo' head up Bubba, don't let no body getchya down Cuz that you travel shall turn around, begin [Kiley Dean] Ahhhhhh ahhhhh Ahhhehhhhahhh Ohhhhhh Ahhhhhhhehhhh Ahhhhehhhohhhh Nowhere, nowhere [Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx] I've excepted every challenge and risin to all occasions The country boy done got 'em shook like Randy Moss and Jason Perhaps all Bubba's numerals don't fit in y'alls equation If yo' opinions show inside without you, all of saved 'em Cuz they groped, the greatest southern rapper fuckin period Negative spirits, they only keep you down a myriad And satin's substance is in my system, steal my wisdom He's never once compromised, that's between God and I Never once forgotten my manors cuz my mama Played in public housin Opelika, Alabama But she had a different plan for me, and Russ and Ginger Thank the Lord for Jimmy Mathis Pops they must remember How you held it down when them other clowns disappeared Taught me how to seek to scope, shoot and leave with the deer Then made me drink the blood to show me life was precious The money rose from nowhere 'til somewhere here's my directions [Chorus 2x: Kiley Dean] I know what it's like to be nowhere I know what it's liiiiiike [Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx] Can you relate to five kids, six fish sticks on the plate Or writin Santa Claus, I guess he got the list too late Or to catch the fish you bate the hook with little Dylan's poo poo On Mr. Allen's property, he catch you he will shoot you Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions But where I'm from bein broke's no honorable affliction Love some Jimmy Carter, but we never ever voted But slum is still slum, so you best believe we tote it Every fire arm from vacates to thirty-thirties And from live rocks to live stocks, they paged the early birdy Thus we worked the land like you worked the block with AO But I chose keys over cattle cuz the profits way mo' Might get locked away though, peddle in them snow cones So we keep it simplified with acres of that homegrown Plus the finest shine that you could find inside of Memphis From east nowhere to west somewhere still the grind is endless [Chorus] [Verse 3: Bubba Sparxxx] It all comes down to this, one last chance to advance Be honest stinkin round up to big dance all my plans Of bein viewed is somethin special, more than just the other one Will vanish in the papers, all the plagues the south has suffered from The worlds weight plus a ton restin on my shoulders But what the trackers de my curse, is blessed to them, I hold a Cuz Eminem's incredible, but then I really have to say this For y'all to leave my soul at rest and add me to yo' play list But this time I may just, leap and clear that hurtle man Cuz it's gone be a million more, who knows if they'll be worth a damn Bubba K I surely am, with that silky kind of sound Carson tell yo' folks that I'll be early for this time around Cuz I've come too far for my own mistakes to dwell me Cuz lookin' back at self inflicted wounds and achin elmy There's nothin they can tell me, get me somewhere in a hurry If I'm nowhere then that nowhere be nowhere near a worry Okey dokey.. [Chorus] - 4X
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