Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Big is Your World?, artist - Median
Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Song language: English
How Big is Your World? |
Chop shop |
Moody/Median |
A tree died for me to scribe on this loose leaf |
Shallow niggas like, «Median is too deep» |
Cats stay frontin' like they runnin' who’s streets? |
World Trade terror? |
Now that’s true beef |
The innocent fear for they life now |
Runnin' out the White House |
Shut down airlines, they cuttin' lights out |
The temperature is risin' |
Meltin' ice down |
At the polars of the Earth and we gettin' high now |
Scriptures, Revelations, bout to reach their height now |
And we watchin' it on TV, like movies of the week |
Thin line between fiction, reality |
Who teach the violence, but where all the wildin' be |
To enterprise, just take God and y’all eat |
I should have saw it comin' |
I was tryin' to find a freak |
Streets raised me to find a grind tryin' to eat |
And keep a little stash until I find the hottest sneeks |
Throw blinders on the Jeep |
And spend drug money as we drive economy |
And now we got killers livin' where my momma be |
And we stack paper for that by any means? |
They never said stayin' in school was playin' cool |
Cash Rules Everything but I’m not moved |
I never missed a syllable that them bigger niggas mentioned |
They respect the sports and the niggas in the prisons |
I’m a product of environment |
How big is your world? |
How big is your world? |
How big is your world? |
How big is your world? |
How big is your world? |
How big is your world |
or the ways of my life? |
Do I wanna change or just waste all my life? |
Median is balanced but at times I’m Moody |
And all he wants; |
a brew and a dutch and a true freak |
I know that type of livin' only causes casualties |
But tell that to Moody, my split personality |
He really don’t mean no harm |
With the ladies he’s a charm |
Posses the gift of gab |
He’s witty, you’ll laugh |
He’s the one you’ve seen if I’ve ever played the ass |
Don’t have problems sayin' that |
Walk a mile in my big shoes |
It may sound like I’m wildin' |
But Median is bout to handle my problems |
Tryin' to get my mom out the factory job |
Arthritis in her hands be makin' her wrists throb |
But she’s got a car note and a mortgage to pay |
So even if I get high I grind everyday |
Plus hustle to them classes tryin' to make good grades |
Is it time for work till it’s time for play? |