Sweep your silver pen, Across the sky So high Won't you write the biggest Cross the sky She don't read the letters I write anymore

A little hometown or a big old city Might as well share, might as well smile Life goes on for a little bitty while Well, it's alright to be little bitty It's alright to be little bitty Have a little love on a little honeymoon You got a little dish and

You're moving too fast Frames can't catch you when You're moving like that Slow down everyone Brushfire fairytales Itsy bitsy diamond wells Big fat hurricanes Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down

N**** you need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin N**** if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C.

When God paints Sometimes I take for granted the simple things But there's always a bigger picture I can't explain I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain When God paints, birds sing He colors every feather on a sparrow's wings When God

Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem

La da da da da da It's as simple as something that nobody knows that Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards And her feet are infested with tar balls and You go with the flow You don't stop If you would

I know I'mma get it, I just don't know how Heart up on the stage, body in the crowd Parents always tried keep me home But I can't get paid from the crib, so I'll be gone till we on Whats up, Finally Famous I had it on my jacket way back in high school

Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Oh, Jack Hinks Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can

Oh the little man Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man The little man There goes the little man I