Small World - Def3, Late Night Radio, Father Funk

Almost everywhere I go I see somebody I know

And I ain’t even tryna brag it’s just the way it is though

Not saying it’s all bad, in fact, it’s kinda dope

Knowing people got your back is what allows you to grow

I travel 'round the globe, rhythm I romanticize

And get around so my fanbase amplifies

Sometimes I can’t deny how small this world really is

Like running into a homie overseas on some biz'

And I don’t believe in coincidence, man

Everything happens for a reason as a part of a plan

And you can choose your own adventure, turn the chapter

It’s those make or break moments that we’ll never understand

It’s how you play that hand that you were given regardless

Process and catharsis controlling your subconscious

It’s nonsense to ever play the game as a pawn

Cause this planet’s only as big as the circle you’ve drawn

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Well, well, fancy meeting you here

Good, 'cause you finna be impressed when you hear

Flow, words, signify the truth here

They say it ain’t closed case 'cause the proof is

Small world,

Poppa got the blues ain’t much room when you first

Warn NASA 'cause I’m kicking up dirt

Blast off, then I hit the astroturf

Rap is cursed but I got the cure

I’m sick, need to be quarantined, doctor’s words

Big mouths, what the fuck they talking for

When I’m going all out like I ain’t got no more

If you need help then my team can coach ya

Come next door neighbor, we can bring ya closer

To those off base, it may seem insulting

'Cause when you full of bull, it results in more shit

Funk pimping, I bring it to you

Close range 'cause that’s just the thing to do

Get at me

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Yeah, it’s Moka O, Kareem Serene, check it out, uh

Somebody told me that in order to be holy

Gotta think like no need to play the goalie

Just keep yourself open to the world in which you’re rolling

And it’s a small ball

My yes, yes y’all keeps you all involved

Good morning Berlin, thanks for making the call

And peace to Def3-zie and my man Sir Deezie

We been weaving a tapestry and made it look easy

But nobody saw the years of sweat, tears and greasy

Promoters and cold shoulders, another fire smolders

Another mic broken, another trip to

Now that I’m older, gotta watch that composure

And word travels fast when you sipping on your

Of Minnesota with my mind stuck in

Back to Pensylvania to pencil in the days

For credentials in Romania, my people been my saviors, yeah

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small

Somebody told me that this planet was small