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Traduzione: MC5. Uno dei ragazzi.
it On to the break of dawn I will rock y'all to the early morn Cause I'm the demonstrating, the dominating Annihilator, brutalor, MC-hating So all MC
muggin emcee Is goin toe to toe with em, Stand nose to nose with em My flow for sho(sure) hit em I thought especially, one word that I speak at a show
Cormega No fucking deals, we gets biz like that Stack bills, y'all niggas chill One time, QB, yeah my nigga Cormega Busta Rhymes, real MC's What the fuck
Jugga the Bully) [dramatic Italian music plays, like "The Godfather"] "Uh-oh! Here comes trouble!" [Intro] I'm SO SICK, of all these rappers, MC's
again The Latin kid be bringin' you the boom A handfull of MC's representin' the Darkroom Five minds gettin' loose With five kinds of flows Here to keep you busta MC
like Waco Texas When I flex this crusty MC's get corroded like espestis On some next shit but it's just the Brooklyn comin' out out me I'm one of the
The horror got my back, and then Dre put me on the track And now it's on like that I react, like the Juice I get loose Like one-fifty-one proof, I send
will I go down in history as one of the most underestimated Lord, speak to me, are these streets the key? We don't snitch, we been sworn to secrecy I never claimed I shot guys
incident Nothing was found, no hard feelings I fight bad guys Strutting around like Keith Christ huttin the site airtime [Talib Kweli] This goes out to MC
you think I give a fuck who criticize? If the shit is lies, god strike me And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me? We'll never know One
What you think about [JD:] You and me, baby, goin' one-on-one [MC:] Won't you be my sweetheart [MC:] We can share a storybook romance [MC:] Just deep
that spot, you know who we are High profile, we not buyin' the bar, real grimey One E & J, one Philly, and jake behind me... BX [Chorus x1.5] New York
his 500 Benz to a phone-tap wire Breakin his window glass like an armed Goldie with a hockey mask With two forty-four Magnums, one in his mouth, one in
of kin When's the next trend Who's the next Rakim Who's the next greatest mc of all time Who's the next overrated mc to shine Who told these lady mc
to be freer The one that helps you to become a better you, that's your teacher Through these lyrics I reach ya The truth speaker, roof reacher, proofreader, meaner no one
got no feelings, I done this Takin you propers, we comin right And now we gotta (take money money) Yeah, you motherfuckin right Lil' Fame's removin MC's like terpentine Droppin that shit that MC
