From the gritty sidewalks to the glitzy skyscrapers, this track is a classic rags-to-riches anthem with a twist. 50 Cent, with Joe's smooth crooning in the background, takes us on a tour from the school of hard knocks to the high life. It's all about making it big by any means necessary—whether you're dodging bullets or boardroom betrayals. The song cleverly juxtaposes the harsh realities of street hustle with dreams of corporate conquests. So buckle up and turn up the volume as we cruise through this bumpy journey from the bottom to the penthouse, because in this big, rich town, you either go big or go back to your broke part of town!
Big Rich Town
Lyrics
They say this is a big, rich town
I just come from the poorest part
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it goes down
I just happen to come up hard
Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it
I never took a straight path nowhere, life's full of twist and turns
Bumps and bruises, I lived, I learned
I'm from that city full of yellow cabs and skyscrapers
It's hard to get a start in these parts without paper
Homie, I grew up in hell, a block away from heaven
That corner every 15 minutes it move a seven
Pure snow, bag it then watch it go
Occupational options, get some blow or some hoes
Shoot the bowl or the strap, learn to rap or to jack
Fuck it, man, in the mean time go ahead and pump a pack
This my regal royal flow, my James Bond bounce
That 007, that 62 on my count
I'm a undercover liar, I lie under the covers
Look a bitch in the eyes and tell her "baby, I love it"
You're my inspiration, you're my motivation
You're the reason that I'm moving with no hesitation
They say this is a big, rich town
I just come from the poorest part
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it goes down
I just happen to come up hard
Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it
I gotta hustle through the hustle and bust while I make a move
Manuever around the rats and wolves, I'm from the school
Of hard knocks, shots pop, bodies drop
Graveyard, pick a plot 'cause niggas want your spots
I'm trying to stack shit then I go legit
Hollow tip, stuff 'em in a clip case niggas trip
My cocaine endeavours give me corporate ties
I'm supposed to lose, watch me win against the odds
All I got is my word, balls and my instinct
I'm trying to make it, we already made it my friends think
We already on top, I got a bigger plan
No more controlled substances or hand to hand
White collar visions, game changing mission
Big risks, big wins, equal bigger living
Perfect position, watch me transition
From caterpillar to butterfly in the sky
They say this is a big, rich town
I just come from the poorest part
Bright lights, city life, I gotta make it
This is where it goes down
I just happen to come up hard
Legal or illegal, baby, I gotta make it
Writer(s): David Axelrod, Ben Raleigh, Derrick Brown, Curtis Jackson, Michael Walter White
Copyright(s): Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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