Песня The Message в исполнении SMO - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your own I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your-, you gotta just- Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up The message read Dear Mr. Smo, I'm your biggest fan I was introduced to your music by my best friend Who told me if you dig hip hop mixed with a little country That this would definitely rock So track after track I fell right in And your YouTube videos, I gave 'em a spin And I must say I was really impressed You got a lot of talent, and you really are blessed I was born in the city, never been to a farm But your words make me feel like I'm right in your yard On them 32 acres with a hundred head of cow Hangin' by the barn I can hear them sounds Of the bullfrog singin', dinner bell ringin' Jacked up trucks of your kinfolk bringin' Pabst Blue Ribbon, but what's Cedar Pine? I'm not quite sure, but it does sound fine I started followin' you on your social feeds And I see that you help out your fans in need So I'm givin' this one good shot And I hope that it's you that checks your inbox I was diagnosed with cancer and it's gettin' hard Don't go to school anymore, but I've been prayin' to God While takin' chemo with my headphones on Blockin' out the pain with the words in your songs Now I'm takin' my sickness down a bumpy road And I'm workin' to fight off this last bad cold And my Life in a Jar really touched my heart Feels like I know you and we're from the same part Of the sticks that you love, that home sweet home Oh, how I wish I really could go So, Big Smo, my question is Will I ever get to meet you and all of your kids? Smell mama's quick chicken, askin' for more It would be my biggest dream and so much more My parents say you're busy out on tour this year So if you come through my city, I hope I'm still here Either way, you have changed my life And you've been a big help while I fought this fight And I want you to know you're a heck of a man Sincerely, Kinfolk, your number one fan I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your own I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your-, you gotta just- Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up What up, little Kinfolk? This your big homie I was readin' through my messages and saw what you wrote me And I gotta be honest, this caught me off guard I get a lot of feedback, but nothin' this hard First I wanna thank your friend that shared my tunes Tell him he's the reason why I still do what I do And it means the world to me when the music breaks through And finds an open mind, which brings me to you I see you're not a country boy, and you live in a city Never been on a farm or shopped at the Piggly Wiggly But that don't mean that you ain't country at heart There's more to bein' country than just livin' on a farm Sounds to me like you got it buried deep inside And underneath it all, you got a lot of Southern pride Why else would you wish to come hang with some cows? Hit them old back roads, gettin' rowdy and loud You've been studyin' the lifestyle and what it's all about Soakin' up the sounds and the smells of the South You know them 32 acres where we like to ride Where my folks come over, and we kick it outside? By the way, thanks for askin', my kids are doin' fine We just stay with my mom, quick chicken, peach pie They can't wait to meet you and hang at the pond Laughin' and fishin' while singin' my songs They love Bumpy Road and Workin' by far They were just little girls when I wrote, "Life in a Jar" And I don't know how to say this, 'cause it breaks my heart To hear about you bein' sick, man, it tears me apart You're way too young to have to fight this fight And I'll bring a whole army to be by your side Get on my knees and pray to God before bed every night That you win your battle with the cancer inside So just know, little homie, you ain't fightin' alone If I don't come to your city, then I'll bring it to my home 'Cause dreams come true, we're the proof of that Keep your head up, Kinfolk, please, holla back I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your own I know something you don't know You gon' make it on your-, you gotta just- Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up Keep your head up, gotta keep your head up
