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from Dark Days Bright Nights

"Bubba Sparxx" is track #13 on the album Dark Days Bright Nights. It was written by Raymon Ameer Murray;rico Wade;warren Anderson Mathis;patrick Brown.
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This is Bubba Sparxx in the streets
This is Bubba Sparxx in the streets

I just hitch hiked my way from Athens to Cascade
Paid homage for three days, been writin' the past eight
I feel I'm the last great warrior of written lyric
You can move to Polo Club bitch, you still ain't gettin' near it

If it's Bubba spittin' fear it, this that shit legends made of
It'll take more than a flag for them folks to segregate us
Hook it, let it cake up prepare it for whole sale
This my mother fuckin' heart, I don't care if it don't sell

I dare you to go tell, your people that Bubbas bogus
I'm sorry, did my antics interrupt your fucking focus?
Dammit I guess it's hopless, y'all just won't listen
When I'm rhymin' to provide you with diamond that don't glisten

I had to be the one, this shit was my birth right
You content with moving units, I'm faced with a worse plight
To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy
Yeah you special in your click but you ain't shit up next to me

And if you get the best of me, nah, that shit ain't feasable
'Cuz trying to get a hold of Bubba is like chasing a greasy bull

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

Shit these boys don't really want it, the just mumblin' to be heard
Damn y'all wasn't lying, sleepy crumblin' in some sweet herb
I'm humble till my speech slurs, then it's off the bleachears
In the closet with your wife enticing her to floss her features

This one 'ot to teach you, it ain't fun to play with Bubba
Took a rich prissy bitch and played her this and made her gutta'
But she made me late for suppa' and I don't eat but once a day
I'm tryin' to watch my weight 'cuz my street days a month away

And I want these sluts to love me, but if they don't then fuck 'em
'Cuz tomorrow if they swallow, if they won't, I duck 'em
I bet y'all never seen one of me look so clean
Kept it right here in the South and did it with a good old team

So hate it if you must, but I made it and you can trust
That every vowel out my bowel, is sacred it just to us
They played it and made a fuss 'cuz the truth is a frighten topic
Ricky pull the plug, shit, that's all that might could stop it

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

I'm through noddin' my head to shit, thats anythin' but monumental
Can't just settle for La Grange, therefore my slang is continental
From my road to your trap, my code is no dap
If your head is like a keg, chillin' ice cold with no tap

Five shows with no nap, I'll sleep when I in the dirt
Ain't tryin' to party with you industry faggots, I come to work
Emergin' from the hurt, that life was and still will be
Took a shower at the dungeon, dried off and was still filthy

These bitches will feel me, I promise, just bein' honest
It's like its '93 again, got that heat for them premadonnas
Wide eyed in the booth, this goes beyond politics
In other words keep that pussy, I already got a bitch

And I'm pledgin' not switch from authentic to counterfeit
'Cuz when it comes to that raw, y'all hit it I found the shit
And I wont speak in the dungeon, till it's hardway on the wall
In the name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(C'mon now y'all don't really want it)

It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(The coolest white boy I know)
It's Bubba Sparxxx in the streets
(They just mumblin' to be heard)

The coolest white boy I know
They just mumblin' to be heard

Songwriters
Raymon Ameer Murray;Rico Wade;Warren Anderson Mathis;Patrick Brown

Published by
TWO HUNDRED MILES FROM CIVILIZATION;ORGANIZED NOIZE MUSIC;EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.

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