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Текст песни BUBBA SPARXXX - New South

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Текст песни BUBBA SPARXXX - New South




Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahTo all it wasAll it isAnd all it shall beNew South[Bubba Sparxxx]( )Uh, yeah, yeah [motherfuckers]I gotta key Bubba answers, a kilo of questionsThe heart for humility, that ego perplexesStrength, will and honor, a hero's possessionsOn the road to destiny I need no directionsFar to Southerners, the best man the winnerAnd only this morning does the best man rememberFighters seen the weak, more success than inventorsAnd a saint never ever suffers less than a sinnerBut I'm proud to admit that this shit no longerPhases or amazes me, I only grow strongerAt any given moment this world can so long yaBox you up, drop you in the dirt and slow song yaSo every blessed minute I'm breathinI'm conceivin, for when I do perish, reasons for your grievinThat's not to say I plan on leavin here this eveningI'll be in Honolulu with Steven next season[Chorus]Dear God, left, rightLife will pass byBreathe in, exhaleI scream, you yellNew South! (New South!)New South! (New South!)Ew, a ew, (break it down)Ew, a ew (break it down)[Duddy Ken]And we gonna rush 'em with a blitz on thisGo round the world and hit every other upper scale and project brick with itBubba Sparxxx who meet with the Organized Godly beatMan it's funny how God can be when you work hard to achieveIt's still slaw nigga (*vocal scratch*), spittin that Pac liquorThis is straight up pocket party, your summer that not niggaclassical rhymes got most cats tryna battle with KenBet they won't "go up shit creek without they paddle again"Come down to my town, bet you won't visit Athens againAnd I write that hard har, roll like I got crack in my penBut since your so happy that things go exactly as plannedDon't clack if we land, then it's crack a lackin againThen most of these clowns up outta the payAll I need is a stout, clean your coolatta and dayAnd the day that I'm able to finally get outta the gameWhat this hip hop has become is what the New South gotta changeBring it back[Chorus][Bubba Sparxxx]What difference does it make, who I'm affiliated withCause if you love 'em, how could you have really hated thisAll the groundbreakin these hillbilly maders didWasn't no room for +Bubba Talk+ until we made it didI flow for Jimmy Mathis on that bus route dailyAnd for momma June and all she fuss about latelyI'm a get it white, if your hairless for GovernorI'm tellin y'all the yanks ain't prepared for this southernerC-Dub certified, DF, dignitaryBeat Club, they applaud, New South, visionaryIn spite of the efforts y'all made to pigeon hole meI rose from the pig shit without a smidgen on meAt 15, 90, Adam's drive makin miraclesFor these many much, yes and everyday is pivotalI'm no entertainer so what I say is literalYou say you "New South", faker tat it on your genitals[Chorus - 2X]




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