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Acid One A C I D

continuare cosi Non c'e' verso, piu ci penso, piu non sono mai contento Acid One, Divieto, la Ciccia Cruda Crew, vuole dedicare questo pezzo a tutti quelli che credono che i

this brief My I.I.T. scholarship was sweet Till I hit the street If the feet as a bitch I'd have poked out her ovaries Bullshit gigs, bum niggaz promoted

might as well cut me too. Like an acid flashback, it all came back to me Slipped to drop a hit of you, one second later I vomit I od'd.. oh yes indeed

Reeves I can't describe the vibe I get When I drive by 6 people And 5 I hit Ah shit I started a mosh pit Squashed a bitch And stomped the foster kids

fat D-I-C-K, oh why did he say that? Ha, because I can muthafucka I'll never grow up, like Peter Pan muthafucka I'll +NeverLand+...I soar pass the lights

prends tes clics et tes clacs Et puis casse tout sur un ouap bap a lou bap C'est le trick a la Elvis version 66 Adapte par des petits cons a la sauce

your crib That shit about Sway n' Tek? That was a fib First time you met me I showed you love in D.C. But you were scared like a pussy with your eyes

broke, Now I'm poppin rubber bands I know I'm the shit, I done ate a ton of spam If the club poppin, I'm a burn a ton of hundred grams check the parking

Killa] It's assassi, it's assination day, I stalk... It's assassination, I sta... It's assassination day... It's assassination day, I [Verse One: Inspectah