Bubba Sparxxx
Bubba Sparxxx Lyrics


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Its Bubba Sparxx in the streets (2x)

I just hitch hiked my way from Athens to Cascade
Paid homage for three days been written 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 its 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 its 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 feasible
'cause trying to get a hold of Bubba is like chasing a greasy bull

Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon know 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 its 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 'cause my street days a month away
And I want these sluts to love me, but if they don't then fuck 'em
'cause tomorrow if they swallow, if they won't the 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 ol' 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, 'cause the truth is a frighten topic
Ricky pull the plug, shit, that's all that might could stop it

Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y'all don't really want it)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)

I'm through noddin my head to shit, that's 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
Its 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
'cause when it comes to that raw, y'all hit it I found the shit
And I won't speak in the dungeon, till its hardway on the wall
In the name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all

Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y'all don't really want it)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (C'mon now y'all don't really want it)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (The coolest white boy I know)
Its Bubba Sparxxx in the streets (They just mumblin to be heard)




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

Overall Meaning

The song "Bubba Sparxxx ft. Ying Yang Twins" is a rap song where Bubba Sparxx asserts his prowess as a rapper. In the beginning of the song, he boasts about his skills in writing lyrics and how he considers himself as the last great warrior of written lyric. He challenges his listeners to move to the rhythm but they would never come close to his level. His lyrics support the idea that he is not only talented, but also confident in his abilities, and he is not just taking stabs at the industry, but he is also taking a stand to be recognized and respected. Bubba Sparxx expresses himself honestly, with no regard for commercial success, and takes pride in his authenticity.


Bubba Sparxxx's rap verses are complimented by Ying Yang Twins' choruses. Their chorus serves to reaffirm Bubba Sparxxx's confidence and dismissive attitude towards the industry. They tell listeners that Bubba Sparxxx is the "coolest white boy I know" and that "they just mumblin' to be heard". This serves as a reflection of the music industry's tendency to dismiss artists that they do not understand.


Overall, the lyrics of "Bubba Sparxxx ft. Ying Yang Twins" showcase a talented artist who is confident in his abilities and remains true to his roots.


Line by Line Meaning

Its Bubba Sparxx in the streets (2x)
Bubba Sparxx is the rapper in control


I just hitch hiked my way from Athens to Cascade
I traveled on a budget from one city to another


Paid homage for three days been written the past eight
I spent three days paying tribute to the past eight years of music


I feel I'm the last great warrior of written lyric
I consider myself the final hero of writing lyrics


You can move to Polo Club bitch you still ain't gettin near it
Even if you try to upgrade your lifestyle, you still can't match my talent


If its Bubba spittin fear it, this that shit legends made of
My rhyming is legendary and causes fear in others


It'll take more than a flag for them folks to segregate us
Our race won't be separated by something as simple as a flag


Hook it, let it cake up prepare it for whole sale
Make the music appealing to the masses for profitable sales


This my mother fuckin heart I don't care if it don't sell
I put my heart and soul into my music, even if it doesn't sell well


I dare you to go tell, your people that Bubbas bogus
Challenge someone to spread lies about my skills to their social group


I'm sorry, did my antics interrupt your fucking focus?
My behavior may have distracted and disrupted your attention


Dammit I guess its hopless, y'all just won't listen
Sometimes it feels like no matter what I do, people won't pay attention


When I'm rhymin to provide you with diamond that don't glisten
I'm giving you something valuable, even if it's not flashy


I had to be the one, this shit was my birth right
It was my destiny to become a musician


You content with moving units, I'm faced with a worse plight
While others are satisfied with album sales, I have more struggles to deal with


To give you a verse like, that first hit of extascy
I want to give you a powerful, life-changing verse


Yeah you special in your click but you ain't shit up next to me
You may be talented, but you can't compare to me


And if you get the best of me, nah, that shit ain't feasible
Nobody can beat me in a musical battle


'cause trying to get a hold of Bubba is like chasing a greasy bull
It's nearly impossible to contact or catch me


Shit these boys don't really want it, the just mumblin to be heard
Other rappers are just talking without really wanting to compete


Damn y'all wasn't lying, sleepy crumblin in some sweet herb
Others are too high and uninterested to challenge me


In the closet with your wife enticing her to floss her features
I'm making advances to your wife and making her show off her beauty


This one 'ot to teach you, it ain't fun to play with Bubba
Don't mess with me, it won't end well for you


Took a rich prissy bitch and played her this and made her gutta'
I introduced a wealthy, high-class woman to my music and she became more low-class


But she made me late for suppa', and I don't eat but once a day
She made me late for dinner and I normally only eat once a day


I'm tryin to watch my weight 'cause my street days a month away
I need to prepare for upcoming performances and stay in shape


And I want these sluts to love me, but if they don't then fuck 'em
I want women to be attracted to me, but I don't need them if they are not


'cause tomorrow if they swallow, if they won't the I duck 'em
If they give me oral sex, great. If not, I'll avoid them


I bet y'all never seen one of me look so clean
I'm looking good and stylish, not just rugged and dirty


Kept it right here in the South and did it with a good ol' team
I stayed true to my Southern roots and worked with a reliable team


So hate it if you must, but I made it and you can trust
Even if you don't like my music, I've succeeded and you can't deny it


That every vowel out my bowel, is sacred it just to us
Every word I write is special and meaningful to me


They played it and made a fuss, 'cause the truth is a frighten topic
People reacted strongly and negatively because my music spoke the truth


Ricky pull the plug, shit, that's all that might could stop it
Only Ricky, my producer, could stop me from making more music


I'm through noddin my head to shit, that's anythin but monumental
I'm done agreeing with music that isn't truly great


can't just settle for La Grange, therefore my slang is continental
I refuse to limit myself to just one city or genre of music


From my road to your trap, my code is no dap
I don't need any handshakes or support from others on my journey


If your head is like a keg, chillin ice cold with no tap
If you're stubborn and set in your ways, I won't bother trying to change your mind


Five shows with no nap, I'll sleep when I in the dirt
I'll keep touring and performing even if I'm exhausted


Ain't tryin to party with you industry faggots I come to work
I'm not here to socialize with other musicians, I'm here to perform


Emergin from the hurt, that life was and still will be
I'm coming from a difficult past and future will be just as challenging


Took a shower at the dungeon, dried off and was still filthy
Even after cleaning up, I'm still raw and gritty


These bitches will feel me, I promise just bein honest
Women will be attracted to me, I'm just being truthful


Its like its '93 again, got that heat for them premadonnas
My music is reminiscent of the passionate rap from the 1990s


Wide eyed in the booth, this goes beyond politics
I'm focused, alert and determined to make great music that isn't affected by the industry


In other words keep that pussy, I already got a bitch
I'm not interested in your women, I already have someone


And I'm pledgin not switch from authentic to counterfeit
I'll always be true to myself and my roots, never fake or artificial


'cause when it comes to that raw, y'all hit it I found the shit
I have the ability to create amazing music from scratch


And I won't speak in the dungeon, till its hardway on the wall
I won't record music until I write it out and plan it completely


In the name of Bubba Sparxx, shit ain't even fair for y'all
I'm so skilled and talented that others don't stand a chance against me


The coolest white boy I know
I'm confident in my style and reputation as a white rapper


They just mumblin to be heard
Other rappers are just talking without really wanting to compete




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: RAYMON AMEER MURRAY, PATRICK LEROY BROWN, RICO R. WADE, WARREN ANDERSON MATHIS

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@WeWillAlwaysHaveVALIS

Between that and the internet being a "anonymous" place (both literally and culturally ", I heartily ascribe to the theory that the current generation has done the opposite of what they intend on by making all these words taboo and stopping people from saying them, it's collectively subconsciously added/created the power of the words. As where our generation used every piece of colourful language, this combination with the overwhelming majority of the net being a place where no one knew who the other person was killed any power these words held. Yknow it's hard to get offended by being called the N word when absolutely everyone is one yknow?

It's my honest belief that bringing the private and personal into the online world has been to the detriment of everyone.

We really were the closest we've ever been to properly eradicating the psychology behind racism, and it's been incredibly frustrating to witness all of that undone by well meaning, but Intellectually stunted, they all payed TOO much attention in school and swallowed up what they were told fully, as where the smarter people in our generation (of which I have the misfortune of counting myself upon, and have honestly done a lot of dumb shit in my adult life to try and eradicate that status) were taught to take all things into consideration before forming an opinion. To see who would benefit from the perspectives that various people and groups were espousing, a much healthier methodology in comparison to the "believe and repeat this or you will be ostracized and labelled as a XYZ" that the young people are using today.

Though I do have some hope, the generation of kids coming up these days seem to have more of us in them than they do of their parents. At the very least I have found the ines I have encountered to be far, far better at banter, which while a small measurement, is something that I have found indicative of a more flexible mind.

Anyways boss, didn't mean to go on for so long. Hope you are doing well and still find the time to smoke a few blunts and bust out some games with your mates every now and then.



All comments from YouTube:

@CollinAbroadcast

Nobody got hosed harder with record labels than Bubba. He deserves better. These are BOPS

@bigstretcha994

Love ur content ur amazing

@madlucian4623

I thought Ludacris sang this....wow bubba love the vibe, hope you still singing. I will buy you album

@Deadburd55

​@madlucian4623 he still going strong.

@kavitshah4441

@@madlucian4623ql

@shakeenjatt4824

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@aeshaalberts7560

“You hear that beat don’t cha, that’s just Timmy talkin” 😚

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@julioquezada8473

Hermosa ❤

@kennethjones7129

Early 2000s rap was such a fun time. High school days. I miss it 😢

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