jonwayne - big-o-balls lyrics
[intro]
you know i came to get down (down)
uh, you know i came to get down (down)
you know i came to get down (down)
yeah, come up
[verse 1]
i’m fat, i’m white and i can’t fly a kite
so i built myself an airplane to soar to new heights
and now i go to sp-ce in a ship of my rights
i watch these kids bump my style like mites
they wanna be like mike, they wanna be like wayne
but no jordan’s can getchu’ as high as my plane
in the playing field, i hold the bow and arrow
and get it through your thick skull to reach the bone and marrow
i’m gettin’ half these rapper’s bodies up on [???]
and gettin’ this other half to croak like a sparrow
so no mc is standing but the ones [?????]
who rather take the wider path and skip the one that’s narrow
i’m a sign of change like [?????]
i stare in public for truth or dare
it’s daring to tell the truth and lucky for ya’ll
i don’t hold back in the booth, yo
[bridge]
uh, you know i came to get down
on the come up, so i’m bringin’ the sound
[i’m turnin’ ya’ old ma’am’s to a pound on the ground?]
and show mother nature that feeling you found
bringing back toys that be [tightly?] wound
separating thugs that be [tidally?] bound
this music, can walk through walls
this music’s got big-o-b-lls
[verse 2]
you know my rhymes are scorchin’
toe-tied, need to adjust the talkin’
sco-ore, i can chomp to the core
i’m eatin’ mc’s like sperm to a wh0r-
quit talkin’ dummy, i’m lookin’ for a cord
to shove it in ya’ mouth like ya [???] is sore
you know i’m fatty like piggy the pork
you sinkin’ my battleship, this mean war
you stinkin’ like cattle sh-t, rhymes so poor
that i’m about as white trash as a [spore?]
god, i’ve been rappin’ for eight months
but yeah i’m a veteran
you can catch me on leno, conan and letterman
i’m a trend-setter, you a fashion vendetta
i’m an alpha man, man, i’m an alpha you beta
you know the alphabet, why i know whatchu’ made of
put a condom on your schl-ng, and f-ck with the haters
[bridge]
uh, you know i came to get down
on the come up, so i’m bringin’ the sound
[i’m turnin’ ya’ old ma’am’s to a pound on the ground?]
and show mother nature that feeling you found
bringing back toys that be [tightly?] wound
separating thugs that be [tidally?] bound
this music, can walk through walls
this music’s got big-o-b-lls
[verse 3]
i only wake up when my bladder is full
so i always drink a bit to not [befall school?]
surprise, i’m a tall [?????] bison
isn’t my skin the american dream?
and try to smash my unstoppable team
fact is, i can smash [???] in the ring
loftin’ around with my veteran scheme
you never know that i was so green
packin’ heat when i throw down like peyton and brady
i’m no slim but i’m just as shady
no excuse to confuse me, lady
i can flip words like pancake, eggs, daily
[???] cake is what i be makin’
when i step in the booth, got these other dudes shakin’
shake’n’bake my meal for tonight
and i won’t spark you up like a public house light
[outro]
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