Nowhere Bubba Sparxxx (Ft. Kiley Dean)
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[Intro]
Listen, first you must travel a long dusty road
This road you shall travel will seem like nowhere
But that nowhere will turn into somewhere
Keep yo' head up Bubba, don't let no body getchya down
Cuz that you travel shall turn around, begin
[Kiley Dean]
Ahhhhhh ahhhhh
Ahhhehhhhahhh
Ohhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhehhhh
Ahhhhehhhohhhh
Nowhere, nowhere
[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]
I've accepted every challenge and risen to all occasions
The country boy done got 'em shook like Randy Moss and Jason
Perhaps all Bubba's numerals don't fit in y'alls equation
If yo' opinions coincide with that, you oughta save 'em
Cuz they groped, the greatest southern rapper fuckin period
Negative spirits, they only keep you down a myriad
Of Satan's substance is in my system, still my wisdom
Is never once compromised, that's between God and I
Never once forgotten my manners cuz my mama
Played in public housin, Opelika, Alabama
But she had a different plan for me, and Russ and Ginger
Thank the Lord for Jimmy Mathis Pops they must remember
How you held it down when them other clowns disappeared
Taught me how to seek to scope, shoot and leave with the deer
Then made me drink the blood to show me life was precious
The money rose from nowhere 'til somewhere here's my directions
Listen, first you must travel a long dusty road
This road you shall travel will seem like nowhere
But that nowhere will turn into somewhere
Keep yo' head up Bubba, don't let no body getchya down
Cuz that you travel shall turn around, begin
[Kiley Dean]
Ahhhhhh ahhhhh
Ahhhehhhhahhh
Ohhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhehhhh
Ahhhhehhhohhhh
Nowhere, nowhere
[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]
I've accepted every challenge and risen to all occasions
The country boy done got 'em shook like Randy Moss and Jason
Perhaps all Bubba's numerals don't fit in y'alls equation
If yo' opinions coincide with that, you oughta save 'em
Cuz they groped, the greatest southern rapper fuckin period
Negative spirits, they only keep you down a myriad
Of Satan's substance is in my system, still my wisdom
Is never once compromised, that's between God and I
Never once forgotten my manners cuz my mama
Played in public housin, Opelika, Alabama
But she had a different plan for me, and Russ and Ginger
Thank the Lord for Jimmy Mathis Pops they must remember
How you held it down when them other clowns disappeared
Taught me how to seek to scope, shoot and leave with the deer
Then made me drink the blood to show me life was precious
The money rose from nowhere 'til somewhere here's my directions
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