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mike boyd - small world / fly like a butterfly lyrics

i’m from a small town, got a small house on top of a small hill
but a good thing about a small home is i only pay small bills
no, i don’t want to ball out, never dealt wrong deals ’cause it’s all real
no rum burgundy, y’all never heard of me, yep, yep, i’m kind of a small deal
i’m driving a small car and it ain’t that stylish
i say f-ck you ’cause i got great gas mileage
you keep on driving that big truck tryna make up for that small d-ck
i keep on driving this small car but all this d-ck don’t fit
i got that little money, little wallet, little pocket
i’m on that little label, little business, little office
yep, i got a little doggy, yep, i got a little son
yep, i get a little buzz, get a little sloppy, get a little drunk
i’m insecure about myself, i got a small ego
i have a small crew, i hang with small people
rappers in for my gary colemans and danny devitos
crush you and tumbles when i go’i do it small

i’m living little, i make a little living
and i love it so don’t think nothing of it, i ain’t living lavish
now all that money you see, i don’t have it
when it comes to going small, yeah, i’m the baddest

keep it small
i hang with small people

i dream big, i live poor
in this sick world tryna find something to live for
but i’m 6, 0, i fit in, but i don’t fit in your king size
i’m big boned and p-ss poor and i’m tryna live on the opposite side
you’re so paid, so paid, your home safe and i’m from mars
you’re so frail and i punch hard
so you better break some of that lunch off, i’m starving
starving, i started and stayed at the bottom
and i’m not impressed with your stardom
you’re a target and i’m c-cking the shotgun
the marksman, the sniper, f-ck you and your cypher
i wanna see lighters light up then lightning strikes
when i’m rhyming, i won’t lie, it’s sirens and fights and then silence
obey the giant, i’m andre with his t-ts out in spandex with an afro on his fat head
looking for someone to slam next on the canvas
then stand on his flat chest
out cold, f-ck three, count four, count more
the crowd roars and i’m out, i’m out

fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, all the way for you

yeah, i came here to give you the business
so sit back and listen and open your ears
i got ammunition for all of you, b-tches
a boy with the mouth and a beard, god
what? my sh-t is the illest?
you play it in your ride, you call it car sickness
a car has been lifted, i’m sick of these t-rds and the garbage they spitting
i’m killing it, bro, like i’m harvesting chickens
come to a show, i won’t charge you admission
just so you witness this hurt that you missing
i keep it hip hop as long as my hurt sticking
thinking when did rappers become models and divas
this whole world is falling apart like medea
we starting from scratch, some old school leaders
you might as well join us, you know you can’t beat us
we ride

fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, sting like a warrior
fly like a b-tterfly, all the way for you

no time for you people, blood sucking mosquitos
you draining me dry without using a needle
i reach for the sky and i soar like an eagle
like i’m a superhero battling evil

- mike boyd lyrics

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