Median - How Big Is Your World lyrics

[Produced by 9th Wonder] [Intro] Chop shop. Moody/Median. 9th Wonder. What? [Verse 1] A tree died for me to scribe on this loose leaf Shallow n***as 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 com in' 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 sneaks Turn big Willie Throw blinders on the Jeep And spend drug money as we drive economy And now we got k**ers 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 n***as mentioned They respect the sports and the n***as in the prisons I'm a product of environment [Hook] How big is your world? [x3] Can you see it? How big is your world? [x3] Can you see it? How big is your world? Can you see it? How big is your world? Can you feel it? How big is your world? [x2] Can you taste it? Embrace it? How big is your world [Verse 2] But who can I blame for 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, he's kinda calm But kinda energetic, 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 a** Apologies, don't have problems sayin' that I got some issues, walk a mile in my big shoes Can say this though it may sound like I'm wylin' to y'all 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 cla**es tryin' to make good grades Is it time for work till it's time for play? [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo these days I'm on some 8 Mile iddish Lost in this music that I take crowns in it Never let it go, steady flow help the cheddar grow When the iddish hit, the fans better blow Let 'em know take a seat and just chill for a minute Median's relief, time to build for a minute With your witty superhero, J League affiliate The traits of John Coffey, like the drink but spelled different M-E-D-I-A-N tell a friend He travellin' time waves feel it in your melanin Gellin' in like a dance in the rain, I'm brainstormin' Loud and in the shower while washin' my largest organ Enormous, probably like 5:00 this mornin' Sometime the son rise way before the sunrise So surprisin' just me and my mind, I'm socializin' Think about the politics of timin', shinin' and rhymin' The politics and consequence of drama Image and gimmicks, or Moody just spittin' so relentless The type of image to make the game grow With plain clothes and strange flow your brain froze [Hook]