Testi:
Hunter Charlie

rack, and miscreants will rubberneck jalopy euthanasia which will later be regretted when it?s your turn for cremation, and i walk like early man, freak a little witch hunt

in deteriorating zenith pen dragging I hack swords wars for the morbid spreading of mad men Now he's got soul Sitting there licking log cabin in Charlie

(feat. Cam'Ron, Charli Baltimore, Dutch & Spade) [Dutch] Drop seis coup Spade and the Dutch Full clip AK Spray when I want Oakwood self Tan and a gun

(Dana Hunt/Charlie Black) "This the season for generosity A time to give and to receive My Christmas list consists of just one sweet dream.... I know

(Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter) Cold iron shackles And ball and chain Listen to the whistle Of the evenin' train You know you Bound to wind up dead If

and young I used to try and come, to the neighborhood function Throw on my Izod, say a little something When I was just a youngin, before the days of thuggin How me and Charlie

WELL" [chorus] If the funk is on time then we call it punctual we're matchin up the footsteps spiritual and functional like carnivale in Rio the Charlie Hunter

te-tell who the freshest of 'em all? They claimin' that they fresh, they ain't fresher than my balls A nigga suited fresh like I'm headed to the ball MC hunting

Now I came doing my thing in the underground I wear all black I'm sort of like a vampire now I don't eat or sleep and I don't like light I just hunt wall