| Song | Nowhere - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Bubba Sparxxx |
| Artist | Kiley Dean |
| Album | Deliverance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:17.06] | first, you must travel, a long, Listen, desolate road |
| [00:19.39] | This road that you shall travel, will seem like nowhere. |
| [00:26.07] | That nowhere, will turn into somewhere |
| [00:33.19] | Keep your head up Bubba, don’t let nobody get you down, |
| [00:39.75] | Cause that road you travel will turn around |
| [00:45.76] | |
| [01:00.97] | I’ve accepted every challenge, and risen to all occasions |
| [01:15.33] | A country boy that got 'em shook like Randy Moss and Jason |
| [01:18.70] | Perhaps all Bubba's numerals don’t fit in you all's equation |
| [01:22.08] | If your opinions coincide with that you ought to save ‘em |
| [01:24.96] | Lookin’ for the greatest Southern rapper, **** it period |
| [01:28.14] | Negative spirits they only keeping down a myriad |
| [01:31.58] | Of Satan’s substances, and my systems’ still my wisdom |
| [01:34.45] | It never once compromised that between God and I |
| [01:37.89] | Never once forgotten my manners |
| [01:40.33] | 'cause my mama played in public housin’ in Alabama |
| [01:43.33] | But she had a different plan for me, russ and ginger |
| [01:47.52] | Thank the lord for Jimmy Mathis, pops he must remember us |
| [01:51.16] | Are you really down when those other clowns disappear |
| [01:53.47] | Taught me how to set the scope, shoot and leave with the deer |
| [01:57.10] | Then made me drink the blood, to show me life was precious |
| [02:00.72] | The muddy road from nowhere to somewhere is my direction |
| [02:03.53] | I know what it’s like to be nowhere |
| [02:10.72] | I know what it’s like |
| [02:15.28] | I know what it’s like to be nowhere |
| [02:22.97] | |
| [02:23.72] | I know what it’s like |
| [02:27.35] | |
| [02:29.28] | Can you relate to five kids, six fish sticks on the plate |
| [02:32.54] | All writin’ to Santa Claus, I guess he got the list too late |
| [02:35.85] | Or to catch the fish you bait the hook with little’ Dylan’s poo-poo |
| [02:39.41] | On Mr. Allen’s property, he catch you, he will shoot you |
| [02:42.41] | Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions |
| [02:44.22] | |
| [02:45.63] | But where I’m from being broke is no honorable affliction |
| [02:48.13] | Love some Jimmy Carter, but we never even voted |
| [02:52.00] | But slum is still slum, so you best believe we toted |
| [02:55.32] | Every fire arm from AK’s to 30-30’s |
| [02:58.76] | And from live watch to live stock they pays the early birdy |
| [03:01.79] | Thus we worked the land like you worked the block with yayo |
| [03:04.91] | But I choose keys over cattle cause the profits way more |
| [03:08.10] | But I might get locked away though peddling the snow cones |
| [03:11.42] | So we keep it simplified with acres of that homegrown |
| [03:14.54] | It’s the finest shine that you can find on this side of Memphis |
| [03:17.42] | From east nowhere to west somewhere still the grind is endless |
| [03:22.39] | |
| [03:47.13] | It all comes down to this, one last chance to advance |
| [03:49.83] | Beyond the second round of the big dance, all my plans |
| [03:53.01] | Of being viewed as something special, more than just the other one |
| [03:56.51] | We’ll vanish in the vapors of the plague the South has suffered from |
| [03:59.76] | The world’s weight plus a ton, restin’ on my shoulders |
| [04:02.64] | But what’s attractive, to ease my nerve, is blessed to the beholder |
| [04:05.95] | Cause Eminem’s incredible, but did I really have to say this |
| [04:09.58] | For ya’ll to leave my soul at rest and add me to your playlist |
| [04:12.71] | But this time I may just, leap and clear that hurdle man |
| [04:15.76] | Cause there’s gonna be a million more, who knows if they’ll be worth a damn |
| [04:19.95] | Bubba K, I surely am, with that silky kinda sound |
| [04:21.70] | Carson Daily host it out, I’ll be early for this time around |
| [04:25.39] | Cause I’ve come to far for my own mistakes to quell me |
| [04:28.64] | Cause looking back at self-inflicted wounds that ache and ail me |
| [04:31.39] | Cause nothing they can tell me get me somewhere in a hurry |
| [04:34.46] | If I’m nowhere, then that nowhere will leave me no more need to worry |
| [00:17.06] | first, you must travel, a long, Listen, desolate road |
| [00:19.39] | This road that you shall travel, will seem like nowhere. |
| [00:26.07] | That nowhere, will turn into somewhere |
| [00:33.19] | Keep your head up Bubba, don' t let nobody get you down, |
| [00:39.75] | Cause that road you travel will turn around |
| [00:45.76] | |
| [01:00.97] | I' ve accepted every challenge, and risen to all occasions |
| [01:15.33] | A country boy that got ' em shook like Randy Moss and Jason |
| [01:18.70] | Perhaps all Bubba' s numerals don' t fit in you all' s equation |
| [01:22.08] | If your opinions coincide with that you ought to save ' em |
| [01:24.96] | Lookin' for the greatest Southern rapper, it period |
| [01:28.14] | Negative spirits they only keeping down a myriad |
| [01:31.58] | Of Satan' s substances, and my systems' still my wisdom |
| [01:34.45] | It never once compromised that between God and I |
| [01:37.89] | Never once forgotten my manners |
| [01:40.33] | ' cause my mama played in public housin' in Alabama |
| [01:43.33] | But she had a different plan for me, russ and ginger |
| [01:47.52] | Thank the lord for Jimmy Mathis, pops he must remember us |
| [01:51.16] | Are you really down when those other clowns disappear |
| [01:53.47] | Taught me how to set the scope, shoot and leave with the deer |
| [01:57.10] | Then made me drink the blood, to show me life was precious |
| [02:00.72] | The muddy road from nowhere to somewhere is my direction |
| [02:03.53] | I know what it' s like to be nowhere |
| [02:10.72] | I know what it' s like |
| [02:15.28] | I know what it' s like to be nowhere |
| [02:22.97] | |
| [02:23.72] | I know what it' s like |
| [02:27.35] | |
| [02:29.28] | Can you relate to five kids, six fish sticks on the plate |
| [02:32.54] | All writin' to Santa Claus, I guess he got the list too late |
| [02:35.85] | Or to catch the fish you bait the hook with little' Dylan' s poopoo |
| [02:39.41] | On Mr. Allen' s property, he catch you, he will shoot you |
| [02:42.41] | Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions |
| [02:44.22] | |
| [02:45.63] | But where I' m from being broke is no honorable affliction |
| [02:48.13] | Love some Jimmy Carter, but we never even voted |
| [02:52.00] | But slum is still slum, so you best believe we toted |
| [02:55.32] | Every fire arm from AK' s to 3030' s |
| [02:58.76] | And from live watch to live stock they pays the early birdy |
| [03:01.79] | Thus we worked the land like you worked the block with yayo |
| [03:04.91] | But I choose keys over cattle cause the profits way more |
| [03:08.10] | But I might get locked away though peddling the snow cones |
| [03:11.42] | So we keep it simplified with acres of that homegrown |
| [03:14.54] | It' s the finest shine that you can find on this side of Memphis |
| [03:17.42] | From east nowhere to west somewhere still the grind is endless |
| [03:22.39] | |
| [03:47.13] | It all comes down to this, one last chance to advance |
| [03:49.83] | Beyond the second round of the big dance, all my plans |
| [03:53.01] | Of being viewed as something special, more than just the other one |
| [03:56.51] | We' ll vanish in the vapors of the plague the South has suffered from |
| [03:59.76] | The world' s weight plus a ton, restin' on my shoulders |
| [04:02.64] | But what' s attractive, to ease my nerve, is blessed to the beholder |
| [04:05.95] | Cause Eminem' s incredible, but did I really have to say this |
| [04:09.58] | For ya' ll to leave my soul at rest and add me to your playlist |
| [04:12.71] | But this time I may just, leap and clear that hurdle man |
| [04:15.76] | Cause there' s gonna be a million more, who knows if they' ll be worth a damn |
| [04:19.95] | Bubba K, I surely am, with that silky kinda sound |
| [04:21.70] | Carson Daily host it out, I' ll be early for this time around |
| [04:25.39] | Cause I' ve come to far for my own mistakes to quell me |
| [04:28.64] | Cause looking back at selfinflicted wounds that ache and ail me |
| [04:31.39] | Cause nothing they can tell me get me somewhere in a hurry |
| [04:34.46] | If I' m nowhere, then that nowhere will leave me no more need to worry |
| [00:17.06] | first, you must travel, a long, Listen, desolate road |
| [00:19.39] | This road that you shall travel, will seem like nowhere. |
| [00:26.07] | That nowhere, will turn into somewhere |
| [00:33.19] | Keep your head up Bubba, don' t let nobody get you down, |
| [00:39.75] | Cause that road you travel will turn around |
| [00:45.76] | |
| [01:00.97] | I' ve accepted every challenge, and risen to all occasions |
| [01:15.33] | A country boy that got ' em shook like Randy Moss and Jason |
| [01:18.70] | Perhaps all Bubba' s numerals don' t fit in you all' s equation |
| [01:22.08] | If your opinions coincide with that you ought to save ' em |
| [01:24.96] | Lookin' for the greatest Southern rapper, it period |
| [01:28.14] | Negative spirits they only keeping down a myriad |
| [01:31.58] | Of Satan' s substances, and my systems' still my wisdom |
| [01:34.45] | It never once compromised that between God and I |
| [01:37.89] | Never once forgotten my manners |
| [01:40.33] | ' cause my mama played in public housin' in Alabama |
| [01:43.33] | But she had a different plan for me, russ and ginger |
| [01:47.52] | Thank the lord for Jimmy Mathis, pops he must remember us |
| [01:51.16] | Are you really down when those other clowns disappear |
| [01:53.47] | Taught me how to set the scope, shoot and leave with the deer |
| [01:57.10] | Then made me drink the blood, to show me life was precious |
| [02:00.72] | The muddy road from nowhere to somewhere is my direction |
| [02:03.53] | I know what it' s like to be nowhere |
| [02:10.72] | I know what it' s like |
| [02:15.28] | I know what it' s like to be nowhere |
| [02:22.97] | |
| [02:23.72] | I know what it' s like |
| [02:27.35] | |
| [02:29.28] | Can you relate to five kids, six fish sticks on the plate |
| [02:32.54] | All writin' to Santa Claus, I guess he got the list too late |
| [02:35.85] | Or to catch the fish you bait the hook with little' Dylan' s poopoo |
| [02:39.41] | On Mr. Allen' s property, he catch you, he will shoot you |
| [02:42.41] | Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions |
| [02:44.22] | |
| [02:45.63] | But where I' m from being broke is no honorable affliction |
| [02:48.13] | Love some Jimmy Carter, but we never even voted |
| [02:52.00] | But slum is still slum, so you best believe we toted |
| [02:55.32] | Every fire arm from AK' s to 3030' s |
| [02:58.76] | And from live watch to live stock they pays the early birdy |
| [03:01.79] | Thus we worked the land like you worked the block with yayo |
| [03:04.91] | But I choose keys over cattle cause the profits way more |
| [03:08.10] | But I might get locked away though peddling the snow cones |
| [03:11.42] | So we keep it simplified with acres of that homegrown |
| [03:14.54] | It' s the finest shine that you can find on this side of Memphis |
| [03:17.42] | From east nowhere to west somewhere still the grind is endless |
| [03:22.39] | |
| [03:47.13] | It all comes down to this, one last chance to advance |
| [03:49.83] | Beyond the second round of the big dance, all my plans |
| [03:53.01] | Of being viewed as something special, more than just the other one |
| [03:56.51] | We' ll vanish in the vapors of the plague the South has suffered from |
| [03:59.76] | The world' s weight plus a ton, restin' on my shoulders |
| [04:02.64] | But what' s attractive, to ease my nerve, is blessed to the beholder |
| [04:05.95] | Cause Eminem' s incredible, but did I really have to say this |
| [04:09.58] | For ya' ll to leave my soul at rest and add me to your playlist |
| [04:12.71] | But this time I may just, leap and clear that hurdle man |
| [04:15.76] | Cause there' s gonna be a million more, who knows if they' ll be worth a damn |
| [04:19.95] | Bubba K, I surely am, with that silky kinda sound |
| [04:21.70] | Carson Daily host it out, I' ll be early for this time around |
| [04:25.39] | Cause I' ve come to far for my own mistakes to quell me |
| [04:28.64] | Cause looking back at selfinflicted wounds that ache and ail me |
| [04:31.39] | Cause nothing they can tell me get me somewhere in a hurry |
| [04:34.46] | If I' m nowhere, then that nowhere will leave me no more need to worry |