paroles de chanson P.O.N. - Nappy Roots
Classic
2000
and
forever...
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
They
say
fame
is
like
church,
where
everybody
knows
your
name
Success
at
any
level
has
a
feel
I
can't
explain
You
win
some,
you
lose,
it's
on
how
you
play
the
game
But
you
gotta
know
the
rules
and
these
dues
are
insane
If
you
make
it
to
the
top,
congrats,
good
for
you
You
don't
have
to
sell
drugs,
you
can
do
it
through
school
You
can
make
it
by
your
damn
self,
it's
better
with
yo'
crew
But
choose
your
team
wisely,
don't
pick
a
bunch
of
fools
You
gotta
motivate,
through
ya
hate
infested
lakes
Maneuver
through
the
snakes
and
the
sharks,
white
and
great
They
was
with
you
from
the
start,
is
always
what
they
say
Watchin'
every
step
along
the
way
that
you
take
Nobody's
perfect,
see
we
all
gon'
make
mistakes
Ya
live
and
ya
learn,
fast
life,
pump
the
brakes
Last
night's
not
today,
and
right
now's
not
tomorrow
Livin'
for
the
moment,
then
you're
time's
already
borrowed
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
Yo,
uh,
my
story
Fishscale
bumpin,
murderville
jumpin
Must
be
a
wrap
'cause
I'm
ballin'
up
somethin'
Packin'
up
my
bags
in
the
old
Chevrolet
And
if
they
ask
where
I'm
goin'
tell
em
Bringin'
it
back
to
the
A
State
trooper
got
me,
beat
me
like
Rodney
Left
the
big
city,
turned
a
Saint
like
Shockey
Didn't
have
much
but
what
the
good
Lord
could
spot
me
Ask
me
where
I'm
goin,
say
I'm
bringin'
it
back
to
the
A
Music
stop
sellin',
friends
start
bailin'
I'm
failin'
everything,
not
to
mention
I'm
a
felon
My
cousin
doin'
time
and
I
don't
know
what
I
should
tell
him
'Sides
"Keep
ya
head
up,
cuz"
I'm
bringin'
it
back
to
the
A
Small
town
country
boy,
big
city
dreamer
Double-wide
trailer,
pickup
truck
and
a
Beamer
Tunnel
vision
driver,
honk
your
horn
if
you
see
us
If
you
wonder
where
I'm
goin
bruh
I'm
bringin'
it
back
to
the
A!
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
At
first
you
don't
succeed,
try
it
all
again
I'd
die
'fore
I
quit,
so
indeed
I'ma
win
'Til
the
fat
lady
sing
the
last
note
in
the
hymn
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'ma
grind
'til
then
1 Welcome to the Show
2 Do It Big
3 Fishbowl
4 Be Alright
5 Infield
6 How I Do
7 The People
8 Ride
9 Live and Die
10 Come Back Home
11 Know About Me
12 Right Place
13 Winner Take All
14 Paint a Picture
15 P.O.N.
16 All for You
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