(Puerta) Art beware. its all been done There's nothing new under the sun Yeah What a waste of my time So take heed of all new schemes Just variations
Art beware, it's all been done There's nothing new under the sun Yeah What a waste of my time? So take heed of all new schemes Just variations on old
Traduzione: Ambrosia. Attenzione arte.
the time, wait for Judgment Day They say Moses split the Red Sea I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly -- Babylon beware Comin from the
freak more raps like a nigga with 15 record deals So chill, and feel the effect when my pad kills I be Madd Skillz, showing MC's the art of rap Watch
New shores of the lesser men, brave journey to the unknown land Sealords from the Western Star, endowed the havens afar Dark reign of the East, beware
Spreading sickness and disease among the men Grubby creed! What are ye but the soulless meat? Lunatic! Cancer consuming Thy race from inside Beware! No
the art of war [BONE:] retaliation [6] abort, when its the art of war the art of war, of war [x4] abort, when its the art of war 1 and 2 world war
life, can't say that I'm free Cause when I wake up, hell on earth every day I see In this 360-degree sphere of fear, beware Of things falling near, and
art [Crush] The new collection of comrades has combined like compounds I'm Crush I'm down to give you Lucky listeners the bomb sound So beware when we
wife Since I wasn't offered my life I tried to make the best of it And make it stand ount until Mother Nature digested it With the sense to beware of
with guns and Rotwillers [Bizarre:] By any means necessary I'm on a killing spree It's the devil in me, intoxicated with brown Hennessy Beware life ain
Depot blazin with .38's My clique is famous for the way we spit and rock flows Leave the spot blown and send bitch-niggaz to [?] [One Two] Beware! Emcees
for you so won`t you join ? Don`t ponder over things that might be new it`s stronger than a vivid dream it is the venture you esteem the art of make-
on the stage. Hold my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use and been usin' ever since the days in the park when, rap was an art then. Plus I was dominant
submerge The depths the adverbs Can't depict the sick Analyticals You pitiful trick I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal Rhyme style's Hypnotical Fuck the article The art