Testi:
Mc Jones

out, my name is Ali I roll with them Lunatics You know us, know what I'm sayin' But what you might not know Is we got a lot of MC's in St. Louis So we

'm circlin' 3rd and being waved home. Murderin' herbs reveiling words to your nose bone. I'm Larry Holmes with a left and a right, I'm Roy Jones winning

affiliates Soundin the silliest, doin renditions of hits like Al Yankovic I never been, kept it in suspense like a scene outta Scream legacy Like Marcia Jones

s fatter we be flipping styles like pancake batter mike d lookin through your vinyls spying on me im running like a rhino on a chicken spree call yourself an mc

like kerotene, everytime I speak out Rappers freak out, but never stick their necks too deep out and touch the live wire, gettin live like from gaya inner Jim Jones

Mibtel nasdaq dqw jones consod, codacon comit edison juck bond nella dance hall del dot com ecco qui l'mc di wall street butta un BTP sull'Lp col

[Chorus:] Aaaaaa Mc's go run like a bomb threat Clear the deck Aaaaaa Mc's go run like a bomb threat Clear the deck Aaaaaa Mc's go run like a bomb threat

Len cuts and scratches "El P is here to spark it"] [El-P] Alright bring that down though One two.. When I walk I stomp out messages MC's with they holiday

wont last long like weed in brass bongs Just another fag on sum sad bitch ass songs I shine sober cuz Bugz is a soldier Beat that ass like Roy Jones