that we can both flow, on the same tempo Take our time (whoop whoop) We can flow So that we can both flow on the same tempo Take our time (whoop
flow, on the same tempo Take our time Baby 'cause it's only right We just need to take it slow So that we can both flow, on the same tempo No matter
Traduzione: Faces Changing. Tempo Stesso.
human ears as souvenirs A shape shifter face slitter, paper getter Tape your sister, rape your sister Make your sister take it in the face And if you're facing
that danger-ous mc, from the blazin family, S-pp-i-k double e, Ten man click thro London city Change over, ur change my flow Speeding 4 my mile tempo
the bandwagon Nigga, quit swingin' on dicks and get your brand accurate. Kray Jack the man, ask 'em! Don't need a hand. Rappin' insane with the same average
face goons surround me like cancer Drill me with second-hand obstacles But, only to make matters worse Plus, I'm getting pimped by this temp lady Jackie
no more Open you eyes, See the same Not surprised, baby knows the game Who are you? Thinkin' she not the same She used to be Things change Started as
Boy Better Know said there was Too Many Man though Bashy made sure we didn't forget his face And Reggie Yates put himself up there with the heavy weights While Wretch, Tinie Tempa
fitted for graves for going for brave When them bullets get sprayed So I ain't no hangman no gang bang Shit, I'm trying to change things We stuck on the same
could not see Life tempo change out and inside me The preacher trained in all to lose his name The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same In the
but could not see Life tempo change out and inside me The preacher trained in all to lose his name The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same
could not see Life tempo change out and inside me. The preacher trained in all to lose his name; The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same. In
tempo Kill another MC then go Spain and change my name to Lorenzo [Sample] What happened to him? He got shot in the face Lincoln. I would have thought
cake Just got some shoe-polish, painted my face They say they want you successful But then they make it stressful You start keeping pace, they start changing up the tempo
bring some gas for the corona van, We tend to haters, You don't know? We temp niggas to hate us, We change niggas to organ donors and National Niggas
