song lyrics New South lyrics (feat. Duddy Ken)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah To all it was All it is And all it shall be New South
[Bubba Sparxxx] Uh, yeah, yeah [motherfuckers] I gotta key Bubba answers, a kilo of questions The heart for humility, that ego perplexes Strength, will and honor, a hero s possessions On the road to destiny I need no directions Far to Southerners, the best man the winner And only this morning does the best man remember Fighters seen the weak, more success than inventors And a saint never ever suffers less than a sinner But I m proud to admit that this shit no longer Phases or amazes me, I only grow stronger At any given moment this world can so long ya Box you up, drop you in the dirt and slow song ya So every blessed minute I m breathin I m conceivin, for when I do perish, reasons for your grievin That s not to say I plan on leavin here this evening I ll be in Honolulu with Steven next season
[Chorus] Live die, laugh, cry, Life will pass by Breathe in, exhale I scream, you yell New 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 this Go round the world and hit every other upper scale and project brick with it Bubba Sparxxx who meet with the Organized Godly beat Man it s funny how God can be when you work hard to achieve It s still slaw nigga (*vocal scratch*), spittin that Pac liquor This is straight up pocket party, your summer that not nigga classical rhymes got most cats tryna battle with Ken Bet they won t "go up shit creek without they paddle again" Come down to my town, bet you won t visit Athens again And I write that hard har, roll like I got crack in my pen But since your so happy that things go exactly as planned Don t clack if we land, then it s crack a lackin again Then most of these clowns up outta the pay All I need is a stout, clean your coolatta and day And the day that I m able to finally get outta the game What this hip hop has become is what the New South gotta change Bring it back
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[Bubba Sparxxx] What difference does it make, who I m affiliated with Cause if you love em, how could you have really hated this All the groundbreakin these hillbilly maders did Wasn t no room for +Bubba Talk+ until we made it did I flow for Jimmy Mathis on that bus route daily And for momma June and all she fuss about lately I m a get it white, if your hairless for Governor I m tellin y all the yanks ain t prepared for this southerner C-Dub certified, DF, dignitary Beat Club, they applaud, New South, visionary In spite of the efforts y all made to pigeon hole me I rose from the pig shit without a smidgen on me At 15, 90, Adam s drive makin miracles For these many much, yes and everyday is pivotal I m no entertainer so what I say is literal You say you "New South", faker tat it on your genitals
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