New York City, you're so big and tough
Well here we come, baby, struttin' our stuff
Well we look kinda freaky we're pretty damn bad
Cause Southern cookin' is all we've ever had
Oh, cook 'em up some greens, baby
I've seen the mountains up in Tennessee
Sweet little hill women satisfied me
We all know it's tough and it's an uphill battle
But we're running 'em hard baby, sitting in the saddle
Oh, come on baby
New York City you're so big and tough
My pistols are loaded, I feel rough
Well, we've heard of your punks and high heeled steppers
We used to drive all night
We'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
You little angel, you look so fine
Why the fuck you fucking with me
Why the fuck you playing with me
Why the fuck you wasting my time
Why the fuck you hiding my sunshine
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, you're so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
I cut my wrists you see them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
See me psychotic, see me jumping of the deep end
We used to drive all night
W'e'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
But that's over and its done, and its all right, oh yeah
Why won't you just leave me alone
Why won't you take your funky ass on home
You got nothing to say that I want to hear
I see through you, you perfectly clear
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, you're so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
I cut my wrists you feel them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
Suffer like the fucking crucifixion
Cover me with dirt, there won't be no resurrection
See me psychotic, see me jumping off the deep end
We used to drive all night
We'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
You little angel, you look so fine
If I told you how I felt, you would throw it back at me
Your wicked mouth would laugh at me
I hear you laughing at me
Your eyes could never lie to me
Words are all lies to me, it's all lies to me
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, your so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
You cut my wrists, you feel them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
money music right here
you gotta ball on this
many speculate but they don't really know me
all up in my business where they show be
game tight game right like a pro d
leaven soft white I rock the whole key
rap for the gutter and i never switch reals
soft white wash with the deep dish wheels
money too big for a clip you's a band
broad G a coup in myself a Sedan
them other dudes is fail us all they do is fall
hoo bangin hustlas and all we do is ball
why you think these girls around here we the shh...
and bye the whole bar every town that we hit
make music harley boys bump on they dressers
y'all felling us eaten up this four car presser
certified hit the bricks with perfect diamond
game plan flawless like perfect diamonds
(Chores x2) When I grow up I wanna be a big balla
Ballin like it's tomorrow
bring the good stuff right over the border
if it aint about dollars don't holla
homie say do it like that put that on christ
two years i aint wore the same t shirt twice
hoping out benz don't matter whats hood
be a corner for a g lil homie whats good
live at the swat meet stay out of function
all mad at me till I get that thang jump-in
a real east sider y'all actin like the clan
turn G Malone haterz and a g's biggest fan
G get-tin grands aint stun-tin y'all threats
long as homie understand i leave his a** wet
the boy got a plan I'm trying to do it for the coast
best rookie ever trying to prove it to the coach
now mack pay attention how i get the west crack in
I'm a need that phantom same day i go platinum
kink in the glove box money in a cancel
petal to the pedal thats the end of this con vole
(Chores x2) When I grow up I wanna be a big balla
Ballin like it's tomorrow
bring the good stuff right over the border
if it aint about dollars don't holla
in no my jungle shots to the jungle
get money keep a 2...
mob is how we got to eat
ride when we got to creep
shorty is a beast hundred on the streets
fresh flamed up money never changed us
built from the project hood rich and famous
kept a Duce with a nickel on me
five star g bout money come and see us homie
leather tone with a bag black mag bout cash
doing out the black jag hundred g's mobs
see em mc's cmb lets eat five hundred on the tete
yeah and junior is the best riding with the westrollin
with my smith and wesson
got the game off the ground
blowing out the pound representing uptown.
(Chores x2) When I grow up I wanna be a big balla
Ballin like it's tomorrow
bring the good stuff right over the border
if it aint about dollars don't holla
When I grow up I wanna be a big balla...
bring the good stuff right over the border...
When I grow up I wanna be a big balla...
Ballin like it's tomorrow...
bring the good stuff right over the border...
[Verse:]
Weed all morning! – And then it dawned on ‘em (uh!)
The niggaz that call him “the best” – I moonwalk on… [scratches]
[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Weed all morning! – And then it dawned on ‘em; (uh!)
The niggaz that call him “the best” – I moonwalk on ‘em! {BRING IT BACk! }
I’m air gasoline! (uh!) – I’ll put the torch on ‘em!
They gon’ keep wavin’ the bull until these… [scratches] {LET’S GO! }
[Verse:]
Weed all morning! – And then it dawned on ‘em; (uh!)
The niggaz that call him “the best” – I moonwalk on ‘em!
I’m air gasoline! (uh!) – I’ll put the torch on ‘em!
They gon’ keep wavin’ the bull until these horns on ‘em! (yeah!)
You fall on morning – before it start stormin’
Ain’t really no competition – I rip apart all ‘em! (all ‘em)
Go call ‘em! – I serve niggaz till they get borin’ (borin’)
Midnight, midday, mornin’! {GOD-… } [gunshot] {DAMN! }
Uh, this song is for errbody I make it look simple G’s (yeeah!)
I wipe the floor with MC’s, stack triple cheese! (uh-huh!)
Me, Fif and Yay’ jus’ copped – now that’s triple beams! (YEAH!)
My PO can’t rain hold weight, I cripple knees! (knees)
Traitors get betrayed, tramps get [? ] knees
I light the room bright as lamps, nigga pick a sneed!
You know you can’t get with the camp, lucky you get to breathe (uh!)
Please don’t ask me how I’m livin’ when I lift my keys! (yeah!)
Brand new spankin’ Franklyn’s
I land where it’s ancient, they race to thank him. (uh-huh!)
A million miles away out in space jus’ waitin’ (word!)
Cookin’ up the Crack, Gucci apron bakin’! (you nerves!)
Listen! – Cause I ain’t got the time to blog
Words with the strugglin’ black man; bars hard as Obama job! (uh!)
f-uck my enemies! (yeah!) – I tell they momma slob
Drop my bag, pile niggaz up like “Amistad”! (YEEEAH!)
Sh-t-talkin’ cause I’m out my car
Leak and the drama [? ] sleep from the karma start! (whooo!)
Suppose I lose it! – These old niggaz entrees!
You thinkin’? – Cause I been drinkin’ like Kanye! (Kanye!)
Ain’t nuttin’ changed but the change in the cool of life
Hop out, shoot the dice, pause for the blue and whites! (uh!)
And my new [? ] they lucky if I do ‘em twice,
About to catch my flight to Nice! – Cause I’m nice! (YEEAH!)
Dime after dime I’m the man, yeah!
Her ass spillin’ over the damn chair! (uh!) – Her titties stand up like Pam Grier! (uh-huh!)
I give ‘um wide walls and damp hair
There’s no falacio in the Lamb’, yeah, let’s camp here! (HAA!)
See nine times out of ten, I’m kinda rocky
I’m dressed up so I pose for the paparazzi! (on?)
First by the Rolls! – Extreme shopper hobby
Twenty, thirty rats on that – cream Mazerati! (whoo, whoo!)
How you gon’ turn your back on your back bone?
Must wanna be in the front, than be in that zone! (that zone!)
Leanin’ on Pat-rone! – There’s no chillin’ me! (chillin’ me!)
My lifestyle’s fast dome! – Roam through Italy! (ugh!)
I got your shorty and her bed game serious (serious!)
The pu-sy only really yours on her period!
Period! – Long move, check big boy
Mansion, man don’t tell me there’s a sextape, Lloyd; (uh, uh!)
BANK$! – Nigga name a nigga you know nicer! (huhh?)
I’m shttin’! – You gon’ need a sumo diaper! (yeah!)
I move like the Spyker, two door Viper (yeah!)
Negative energy’ll get the crew all hyper! (uh!)
“Mary Jane” life her! – The only chick that gets it from me
I’m on top of my missionary with the money! (uh-huh!)
I’m hearin’ all the comparin’ and the s-it is funny (pfff!)
We’re not the same I’m different, dummy! (UH!)
Your boy back rappin’ his ass off, I grip the glass jaws;
My flow “Predator” with the mask off!
Black leather tint on the fast horse, the last Porsche
Ball like mad sports, passports, I’m back forth!
One man attack force
The knife wonder eight other planets, that’s [? ] – You want bash, boss?
Headed on a crash course! – My hearts ice!
Future brighter than my last thoughts! – You’re all mice!
On [? ] wouldn’t fall off the floordrop
[? ] more hot! – And everything that your not!
Warlock! – Back block Sureshock
Keep your mouth shut, and your door locked!
Cause speakers go home in a long box;
It’s all lies he’s gonna call the cops!
You ain’t a MC, you a fat b-tch; I get you Swiss cheese for Mac clips!
Nose dives, takin’ one-knees and backflips! – All over rap s-it!
And the whole crew at the same time
I’m [? ] it’s game time! – And I ain’t even in my prime!
My waistlines’ a grey Nine; that’ll make your ass
Run like a grey dame! – Chasin’ dollar bills,
Don’t chase fame! – These niggaz really bummy and fake chains
If there wasn’t so many I’d name names, but “Gay-ame”!
Hungry like a nigga with no fridge
Strange, I ain’t grow up like most kids! – Pains, bulletholes and gold ribs!
Stains over clothes and close deaths
Denials, heavens clouds and no stress!
The game’s full of fouls and no refs, complaints from the crowds and no love,
We bring the guns out when they go club!
Bottles and Bud! – Thick models and drugs
Six Hollow, the Subs, you dicked out with a thug!
Dick down on the rug, I skip town with a love!
Blind who? – Take these big diamonds and blood!
[Outro]
Yeah…
I’ve returned!
The PLK!
V5 on the way…
Any day!
I hear you stupid niggaz still talkin’, man…
I’m vexed!
(VERSE 1)
See my face you know where I've been
Walking in jungle
Cruising down boulevard part of the race
Taking a tumble
(BRIDGE 1)
Loving a stranger
Is fearing from danger
Is crying in some avenue
And soon the hate will be there...
(VERSE 2)
Assassin with gun is taking his aim
To target his rival
And tossing the street is a dangerous game
The stakes are survival
(BRIDGE 2)
Love in that stranger
Still fearing that danger
Still crying in some avenue
And soon the hate will be there too
(CHORUS 1)
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast
And so must you
Do like the others do
And don't you drag your heels
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast...
(VERSE 3)
Cops on route are hot in pursuit
As windows are shattered
Café and arcade are teeming with loot
The sidewalks are scattered
(BRIDGE 3)
Walking down highways
Just seeing things my way
While dealer man enjoys his wealth
You spare the rope, he'll hang himself
(CHORUS 2)
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast
And so must you
Do like the others do
And don't you drag your heels
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast
And so must you
Do like the others do
And don't you drag your...
Drag your...
(FINAL CHORUS)
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast
And so must you
Do like the others do
And don't you drag your heels
Come back, baby come back to me
You're all girl,
You're all I need
Come back baby come back to me.
I thought I'd broken your spell
And broken my addiction
But when I feel you close to me
You know I can't help myself.
(I can't help myself) Every time you call my name
You know I'm coming back to you (every time you call my name)
I'm coming back to you
You know I'm coming back to you (every time I see your face)
Just wanna be with you
I'm comin' back!
I wanna look into your eyes
And let the world just pass me by.
But when you're talking in your sleep
I know that I am in too deep.
(In too deep) Every time you call my name
You know I'm coming back to you (every time you call my name)
I'm coming back to you
You know I'm coming back to you (every time I see your face)
Just wanna be with you
I'm comin' back!
Yo I said tit for tat
I said tickle for tackle
Getting your attention always seems a battle
I'm a cool guy
I don't want no hassle
You be the queen, I'll be the king of the castle
Come back, baby come back to me
You're all, girl you're all I need
come back baby come back to me.
You know I'm coming back to you (Every time you call my name).
I'm coming back to you
You know I'm coming back to you (Every time I see your face)
Just wanna be with you, can you feel me, girl I'm comin' back
Come back, baby come back to me
You're all, girl you're all I need
Big Bill, rami scostati a nord
Forse è diretto lì...forse...
Big Bill, cento pensieri al nord
In fila indiana lui... solo...
Vede un verdastro tumulto
E grigiastre città
Sente gli unghioni del mare
Sull'eternità
(orchestra)
Big Bill, il dio veliero a nord
Passa e ripassa e fa moda...
Big Bill sulla sonorità
Sapeva tutto ormai... rossa...
Dei sovrumani ventagli
D'inverno vedrà
Scuotere l'aria scarlatta
Di quelle città
Big Bill, era diretto a sud
We used to drive all night
We'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
You little angel, you look so fine
Why the fuck you fucking with me
Why the fuck you playing with me
Why the fuck you wasting my time
Why the fuck you hiding my sunshine
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, you're so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
I cut my wrists you see them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
See me psychotic, see me jumping of the deep end
We used to drive all night
W'e'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
But that's over and its done, and its all right, oh yeah
Why won't you just leave me alone
Why won't you take your funky ass on home
You got nothing to say that I want to hear
I see through you, you perfectly clear
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, you're so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
I cut my wrists you feel them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
Suffer like the fucking crucifixion
Cover me with dirt, there won't be no resurrection
See me psychotic, see me jumping off the deep end
We used to drive all night
We'd get hi all the time
She used to call me all the time
Now she don't
She used to call me all the time
We'd go out all the time
You little angel, you look so fine
If I told you how I felt, you would throw it back at me
Your wicked mouth would laugh at me
I hear you laughing at me
Your eyes could never lie to me
Words are all lies to me, it's all lies to me
With friends like you who really needs it
Your smiling face is misplaced, your so deceiving
I can feel my spirit leaving
You cut my wrists, you feel them bleeding
Just like a parasite you creeping
Baby got me psychotic, got me jumping of the deep end
The Day We Played I Was A Mess
I Stood Like A Child
Tugging On A Mother’s Dress Asking Why
As Your Family And All Of Our Friends
Walked In With Awkward Heavy Heads
All Knowing It Just Hadn’t Hit Yet
And Every Time I Saw The Hands
The Burning Candles And The Crosses
Every Time I Glanced Up At The Goodbyes
I Realized I’d Sacrifice The World For It
For One Minute More With You
So Big Blue Can You Hear Me Sing?
Big Brother Are You Listening To Me
When I Say I Wish I Had One More Day?
Do You Know Each Day I See You On The Avenue Of Arts?
Next To That Single Ribbon In A Tree
Right In Front Of Me
And When I Do
I Know I’d Sacrifice The World For Just One Minute More With You
Even Though I Know
Half Of Knowing What You Want
Is Knowing What You Have To Give To Get It
------------------------
You think you love me baby, I say you don't
You think that true love lasts, but I say this won't
How long will it take before you say the same thing she said
And her before that, and her before that
You're through... me too... Big Blue
They say that love is simple, that love is kind
That love is never boastful, conceited or blind
That love is never ending like the circle of a ring
But sometimes I really wonder if there ever was such a thing
So you're through... me too... Big Blue
How much time wasted begging for quality time
You want love and affection and quality time
You like my freedom, and so you take it
My independence that is what you say
Do you want me, love, or quality time
So you think you love me baby, I say you don't
You think that true love lasts, but I say this won't
It might take a year, a month, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds
In fact I think I hear it coming right now
See my face
you know where I've been walking in jungle
Cruising down boulevard part of the race taking a tumble.
Love in that stranger still fearing that danger
Still crying in some avenue and soon the hate will be there too.
Life in the big apple moves very fast and so must you
Do like the others do and don't you drag your heels.
Life in the big apple moves very fast.
Cops on route are hot in pursuit as windows are shattered.
Cafe and arcade are teeming with loot the sidewalks are scattered.
Walking down highways just seeing things my way
While dealer man enjoys his wealth you spare the rope he'll hang himself.
Life in the big apple moves very fast and so must you
. . .
Life in the big apple moves very fast and so must you
. . .
[mr. pookie]
Everyday tight flossin', top villian, I'm livin'
Time to get up on tha paper and collect from tha women
Slightly pimpin is tha game that I chose, I keeps it real
Went to ballin' came wit time, I suppose, you know tha deal
Bring my drink so I can chill, and pass me my weed
Big ballin' wit my crooks while I'm bouncin on d's
I got tha trees, if need, you playaz smokin or what?
O.k. pull up at tha station, I got tha cake in tha trunk
[juiell]
We got tha blunts and tha indo 2
Smokin til my lungs turn blue,come on
Come on, now playa whatcha wanna do?
Ballin wit half of my crew, come on
[mr. pookie]
Let's throw a party fool, fuck it a barbeque
Invite tha ballaz, tha pimps, playaz and hustlaz 2
Got many hoes to chose, so chose em wisely
And jam tha isleys, how they respond it wont surprise me
Chorus: juiell (x2)
Big ballah, tha game shot calla
Everyday top flosser, you need a pound jus holla
[mr. lucci]
Breakin bitches off wit my candy low reclinin'
Workin wood ville flossin off tha pinky diamond
Choppin up tha scene when I'm in tha bladed lexus
Knockin niggaz jaws wit tv's and headrests
Playin 64's, mobbin on lorenzo's
Lettin these playaz feel when I crawl on vogue's
And keep tha baddest hoes, jockin crooked medallion
5'6 stallion, she black and italian
I'm blowin all tha cake, I'm sippin all while straight
I'm travelin to tha pelican state, in new 99 escalade
I'm makin these boppers hate, cause crooks be breakin rules
I'm dinin on shrimp and steaks, I'm shinin on lakes and pools
I'm actin a fuckin fool, bangin my signs slow
Screwed out hittin hard, in drop top vinyl volvo
My click jus ball hoe, we crooks ain't gon eva change
Destructed by mary jane, while fuckin this rappin' game
Smokes
Smokes
Throw the bowls
Get it crunk
We big balls
We big balls
We shot calls"
[chorus]
On my 18-wheeler
Big money go-getter
Big ball (big ball)
Shot call (shot call)
And to my thugs and my chickens
Get crunk in the club wit us
Big ball (big ball)
Shot call (shot call)
These three hotty hos
Step in the front door
Lights, camera, 'acts'
Look at the 'reacts'
Crusin down some pole
Keep a fat payroll
Makin wrists froze
Winter tight as a pole
Player, I big ball
Player, I shot call
All kinds a trouble
Wit my thugs in the hall
Chicks screamin 'No law'
Where you be?
Hee haw
What it do, sonny?
Hit the gas real hard
Hey, they looked inside
But them bus ride mall
Me, I stay clean
20 inches
Bling, bling
So when you see me, see me
Holla, holla
What's up, dawg?
What's the deal?
Big ball, shot call
[chorus] (2x)
Heard about my daddy
Y'all ain't ready
Ball out (ball out)
Y'all out
I'm with my thugs, often need a
Flossin, need a
I need to smoke one (smoke one)
Blaze one (blaze one)
You see, I roll wit the thugs
That want to break laws
That want to ride Chevys
Smoke 'dro and big ball
It's mandatory I ball
Never will I fall
Bling, bling (bling, bling)
Big feet (big shoes)
Payments on the house
Everything's on me
It's a product of 'more'
It's a case of the 'don't be'
I shine so hard
You think my headlights on
It's me, I can smell that Gucci
Cuz they leave me alone
[chorus] (2x)
And I'm gon get my smoke on
Ridin up in chrome (say what?)
Shine on
Swerve on (ok)
Come and let my muse, me bong
20 inches, nothin left
We can fuck in the trunk
You would bring left to ease
These are ease to please
Haters please, at ease
Back up off me
What a day
Imma take it slow
For riders have it more
Get my shine on
VIP here, you know
Cool as a fan
You must've heard
That I'm the man
Life as a dead one's
Addicted to fast cars
Money, power, and fame
It go wit the name
I'm there for sure
MVP, rock n roll
Love is so demanding
So much harder now
Peace comes from understanding
But it's harder now
You look like an angel
No longer now
Would you agree there's not anything
Around the heal this pain
It's such a big blow
Why should anyone else wanna
Know
Why it's such a big blow
Why should anyone else find out
Love looks like you want her
Til you hold her down
You used to love me
No longer now
I would agree there's not anything
Around to heal this pain
It's such a big blow
Why would anyone else wanna know
Why it's such a big blow
Why should anyone else find out
Love, so destroyed
You give so much time
I really ought to know
Where all this goes
So much harder now
So much harder now
It's such a big blow
It's such a big blow
Would you agree there's not
Anything around to heal this
Pain
It's such a big blow
Why would anyone else wanna
Know
(I don't know)
Why it's such a big blow
Why would anyone else find
A furtive glance
In the cool of evening
While the insects buzz
In the tattered screening
High above the world
I hear the yellow eagle call
Waiting for the night to fall
Chorus:
Oh the sky is blue
When I think of you
And I couldn't get much higher
And you make my day
When you turn to say
That I set your heart on fire
Fecund desire
Burning like fire
Feel the purple passion pull
Mellow as the moonshine
Sparkle like a new wine
Baby you just got it all
Senses overloading
Drowning in a pool of love
Sweet temptation
Never gonna get enough
Chorus
Sharp as a blade-
Blasted high with danger
Flexing intense
With the muscle of love
Chorus
Sex beat, big time
Pumping up the love line
Clearcut straight to the nerve
Pleasures untold
Silver and gold
Everything that we deserve
Senses overloading
Drowning in a pool of love
Sweet temptation
Never gonna get enough
mc, remember the day you were hyped ?
in europe you heard the first dose of rhyme
it shivered your spine, the music was fine, I suppose
it made you presumptious - you can't come close to a cigar -
no superstar - 'cos you copy
make a cliche what they say in usa, mc
don't believe, rub your eyes a clear vision
you're lucky in your zone, no u.s. collision
now, make that decision to cross the ocean
rap your tracks - they smack, before you have a notion
'cos all originals gotta be original
make 'm say 'european style is typical'
no bites or snatches, big apple's a temple
now make your own, you know the example
big apple, it's only example
The rhyme spectre haunts like a corrector
my hate of imitating mc's - is the factor
you see, I walk around in my hometown
visit now and then clubs underground
see them walk around blowing their mouths off
they can't hang, so why hang around son ?
not learning, no progress 'bout the past
stuck with old skool, old wax, all that jazz
big apple, it's only example
Like me when I blast you're going on drugs
like designer-drugs - you get the best bang for the buck
now let me show you the big picture
you as an outsider get a mixture
of whack rhymes, over and over
you feel dizzy, yo ! here's an artist to make you sober
with strong rhymes made for succes
sometimes I stand alone, this time with a bandact
and I guess uds is fresh
'cos we don't mess with things they do in the us
