Текст песни Bubba Sparxxx f Big Rube - Intro
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[Intro: spoken by Big Rube]Optimism, about the fate of the peoplethat have accepted the mission improbableTo become simpartical, purged by discourage of sufferinAnger, hate, vengeance and warIt`s tough to explain, debate, lament or exploreBut I`ll die straight to the coreIn an implosion of introspection so quiet it can deafen youYet breathe breath into the singed lungs of the most temper thugTears of bull get dismembered and drug through the mudwith a point from the head of a heavyweightFrom the cold detailed reality of hot graphitemissing meat in a butcher trapTo the grandios flights of fancy from the abstract mindof a hip-hop super nerd, as long as the truth is heardThe truth must be spokenMy youth has been smokin and drinkin, drinkin and smokinA life that to most may seem dream likeBut rarely are things what they seem likeWe ain`t tight `less y`all tightMight bless me in all type, but it`s all wrongThe goal is for all thrones to be sat upon by true kingsAll pretenders must fall into the fathoms of their own character flawsBut as long as we attempt to fool ourselves, we are not yet free[Verse One: Bubba Sparxxx]All at once, say it, Bubba K nowI`m headed out west today, on the GreyhoundSittin in the back on top but close to 8 poundsHuntin for an innocent town that I can shake downPast the Mississipp` by swimmin the Great Lakes nowMade it this far but still I can`t escape howthe law ran in, back, in the A-townAll I`m worth is all that they ain`t foundMy brother in Denver used to do is sell dirtMade it through him, I can move a little workIn Wichita, I produce a little smirkStop at Wal*Mart, new shoes and a shirtTried to call momma, shit she denied the callSeems she don`t smoke the shit I provide for y`allTried to doze off with PM TylenolJust moved to Q.P. and still I can`t smile at all[Interlude: Big Rube]Not yet free, not yet freeNot yet free, not yet free[Verse Two: Bubba Sparxxx]Continuing my voyage in to ColoradoFolks live life but not with my bravadoI know that this pill is hard for you to swallowMore pig shit in which for you to wallowI`m posted up here, at least until tomorrowwith a pound of buffalo nicks that you can swallowOnly thing I`m holdin is pain that you can borrowPlus a whole pocket of change, for your sorrowsA lotta cats bustin but they can`t find the hopLotta cats hustlin, if you ain`t grindin, stopOn the open road, now is not the time to flopThe buzz is formulatin Jimmy now`s your time to drop..