Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Big Man said...
Konwomyn

Chunk da deuce mean "bye"
Where grub Red Beans and Popeyes
Two fingers up, grill in the mouth
What y'all niggas really know
'Bout that Dirth South
Dem boys there spit ill
Goodie M.O.B, OutKast, UGK trill
Me, I ain't got that feel
Just chilling and playing
Bragging and slaying
Weak suckas, dumb and frail
While I flow old school
Like Superfly and coke nails

Big, bouncing afros,
Hot pants and go-go boots
Back when YT got scared
Cause Haley exposed Roots
Those were days Alice
Yelling like Archie Bunker
When black was beautiful
And Doctors were dunkers
I wasn't even a twinkle
In Pop's clear sight
But I still know nostalgia
Sitting up at night

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