fair to see I'm just a little lonely for Hawaiian boy I want to go back to my fish and poi I want to go back to my little grass shack In Kealakekua,
yes siree) Well I'm just a little Hawaiian a homesick island boy I want to go back to my fish and poi I want to go back to my little grass shack in
'S ALWAYS FAIR TO SEE. I'M JUST A LITTLE HAWAIIAN AND A HOMESICK ISLAND BOY, I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY FISH AND POI, I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY LITTLE GRASS SHACK
see I'm just a little Hawaiian and I miss my island boy I wanna go back to my fish and poi I wanna go back to my little grass shack In Kealakekua, Hawaii
翻訳: 雪、ハンク. Kealakuaハワイでマイリトルグラスシャック.
the rat cave to a room with a view My brother's B.G., and my band is Josh U And the stank whole rhythmic funk, plus my nuc' You can comprehend the verbal
I won a competition in a little column in my local paper So I packed my bags and flew across the sea all on my local paper I sailed to Hawaii in the U
home All: A home could be a castle or a little shack A home could be near water or a railroad track A home can be of brick and steel or of grass you
that little old shack where I was born Never thought I'd miss that little hick town But then I never thought I'd wander quite this far away Or my dreams
marathon they OG see Salt Lake crew got little shorty Charlotte But back to Louis with T-Bone is where I started Livin' in the back in a little pink shack
rain What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad In the first time in my life loanin money to dad Now the table's turned and my lifestyle switches My
27th wagon, full of cotton Was parked outside my chicken shack door I kept my crib covered up in satin In case my baby came around for more Now I feel
you're waiting for your rhyme fix But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets Amputated, 'cuz your style ain't even hip hop related [Unverified] This be the Kazi, my
my great grey suit but I was through crying so I hear tears behind my suit and tie and... now you can find it through my rhyming cause my timing has
Gather my things, and I quickly attack Sword in my sheath, knife in my back Keep enemies closer than where friends are at Rose in my mouth, the petals
I won a competition in a little column in my local paper. So I packed my bags and flew across the sea all on my local paper. I sailed to Hawaii in the
marathon they OG see Salt Lake crew got little shorty Charlotte, but back to Louis with T-Bone is where I started, livin in the back in a little pink shack
