Rex gloria If you shout loud enough You'll survive the noise of chaos If you shout loud enough You'll warm the cold of morning If you shout loud enough
Traduzione: eRa. If You Shout.
A rap addict badder than you backpack faggots Ap's a beast, the cake's like crack on streets You swear that you deep, but you can't rap on beat, bitch
you probably wish you was It's a few haters, but damn if I ain't gettin' love You see my fan base (yep) You see them quotin' bars You see them bringin
[Intro/Chorus Two: G-Man] Whenever you need good lovin You gotta understand, it takes a man, a man to keep you satisfied [Chubb Rock] Ha ha ha Now toys
you call your self a baller when the cameras on If it ain't trickin' cause you got it What you trippin' on? See, I'm a spoiled chick You frontin' niggas
the crossover The crossover [Erick Sermon] (So what cha sayin) You wanna go pop goes the weasel You know you should be rocking the fans wit something diezel But you
wack And I wreck and if I can not snap a neck Throw a knock, I'll blow and look for a tech I'm terror, new edition to rap era I can't be beat, I'm too
to offend you He starts to set traps, that have you setback The last round in this death match So strengthen where you're best at I promise you won't
I heard you call your self a baller when the cameras on If it ain't trickin' cuz you got it What you trippin' on? See, I'm a spoiled chick You frontin
So what you doing I'm feeling very well Rocking this from Brooklyn, this is my vibration Make you have sensation, when you hear the jam All you want
low You can even wait 'til the mountain comes down And if you wanna wait 'til the river runs dry But you'll never find another one You can search around
own dimension and listen to the sax blow.. .. flow, abstract the sax always seems to relax you But at the same time, it attacks you In this particular era
Throw everything at you but the kitchen sink till I plug you It's goin' down I'm on some ole Draino shit I'm the Rich Po, not so The flow spells gospel Book you
