Know your name And sing it loud Know your na-a-a-a-ame Though I'm saying this again Know your name And sing it loud Though I listen when you talk to
Traduzione: Cat Empire. Know Your Name.
let your little faggot ass man come around me But my man got a few words he wanna say to you Nature you fake cat, try to be down and got your chain snatched
so... [Hook] [Verse Three] Now throw your motherfuckin' hands up (for what?) Keep it simple, ask no questions We won't pop this Smith-N-Wesso at your temple (Do you know
t tell em your business cause these bitches will shit on ya Keep dough rollin, foldin till it's swollen Low key cat, no rap if I don't know ya Punks got
hands in the air If you know what I mean, I countin' one (one!) Like a basketball team Makin' sure that you shake your ass Till you fall out on the ground
make it evident We all up in here so you know we paid our rent Yo, Scales Empire, Shades of Culture You know, we done paid our rent [Revolution] Head
em in your car It's Regime nigga And it gets no bigger! [Gonzoe] The life of a gangsta Ice and big bangers The skyline changes Cat, we live dangerous
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all your fields are dead? When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept? What would you leave behind when those who bear your name
sauna Stretch ya body out like recliner Stretch my middle finger to your honor Like, "Fuck the world", that's my persona, love drama Drop a buildin' like Osama, you vagina I know
' us Yo, son, I'm packin' steel, where ya hard hat You pull out you bust that Your gat useless, where ya heart at? It fingers the trigger, change ya name
the hollows Discharge 'em in your car It's Regime nigga And it gets no bigger! [Gonzoe] The life of a gangsta Ice and big bangers The skyline changes Cat
sauna Stretch ya body out like recliner Stretch my middle finger to your honor like, "Fuck the world", thats my persona, love drama Drop a building like Osama, you vagina I know
know none of y'all wack niggas is touchin' me, so... Now throw your motherfuckin' hands up (for what?) Keep it simple, ask no questions We won't pop this Smith-N-Wesso at your
You's a fucking clipper, you can call me Jack the Ripper, cut you up By your gizzard then down by your liver Rooter by the tooter, gut you like flipper
let your little faggot ass man come around me But my man got a few words he wanna say to you Nature you fake cat, try to be down and got your chain
