Lyrics:
the V-Town
These muthafuckas is dope though
I'm tellin you, bro
You ain't never heard no shit like this befo'
So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em
the V-Town
These muthafuckas is dope though
I'm tellin you, bro
You ain't never heard no shit like this befo'
So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em
join the right side or get left with a popped eye
Land in the wrong place, I come through, drop five
Roll through at dark, you'll see how there's hot
a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place for you and me
You just wait and see
Another
town oh town oh town
He had many long miles to go that night
Before he reached that town oh
Well the fox he came to a great big pen
Where the ducks
Yeah
Yeah
They say they need answers ('bout what?)
Well, I got big facts (big facts, big facts)
You went about it the wrong way so we can't fix
just a little night
One of many I won't sleep through
And it was just a little
Walk back to your place
Through your front door
And by the third
telling me
You gotta know the territory! Spend a hand
Lend a grand
Who's gonna patronize a little bitty
Two-by-four kinda store anymore?
Gotta go! Gotta
Chorus
To this small, little
not too big, little homey
Nice, little, quaint, little
always kindly
Old New England town
Welcome
If you're new
and a quarter a pound / we all in ur town u know how we lay it down
I transition from the land the machine forgot / The land of educated folks filled w/
that line
Gotta Move On
as time went by the road got wide
with big bright signs and shining lights
still carry my load for the world to see
and I
the craft, kiss my ass after the fact, toodles
From the land of where children are left with knife wounds
It's the reality but fuck it here's a nice tune
on the bayou fishin'
On the river float papa's great big boat that's how my papa goes into town
Makes every bit of the night and day then ever reach the place
Terrible mix of relics, wrought from a land overseas with a big bag of tricks.
Their plan: affix their ideals on those who gave them these great
the same no matter time nor place
So to you all the kids all across the land
Take it from me
Parents just don't understand
people
To a place called Wounded Knee
And they found themselves surrounded
By the 7th Cavalry
Big chief Big Foot
Rise up from your bed
Minneconjou babies
Takin' it step by step
Like walkin' on water
To a land no man can see
Step by step by step
A little step closer to
The man I long to be
All the things
to get out of this town
Tonight, I'm leaving it all behind
Every little thing I feel inside
Tells me I should be somewhere else
Been here so long, no land
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
On the river float papa's great big boat that's how my papa goes into town
He takes every bit of the night and day
Then ever reach the place where the people
we've found a better place for you
To go, go-woh, go-woh
Oh no, this I can't believe
Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave
Get 'em out by Friday
we've found a better place for you
To go, go-woh, go-woh
Oh no, this I can't believe
Oh Mary, they're asking us to leave
Get 'em out by Friday
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
myself to run
Let me have a little fun
This a big face
In my big place
Running out ya pace
Blast to outer space
You don't know me
You don't know me
You
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