Testi:
Partiels

(Cutting and scratching) She's a part time a part time part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time part time She's a (part time mutha

Try it one more, please. You know I got to find me People, I got to find me A part time love Oh I need I need me a part time love Every time Every time

Throw a stone Throw another Fire a poem Slash a tire Raise a fist Raise your voice Raise a child Wear a mask Honor the martyrs Study the map Build

I don't want my name in lights You burn out so fast You turn to smoke in the night Baby, all I want is you I don't want no presidential parlor It's

Put on your boots my dear The blood gets deep here Such a far way to walk and It's too deep My fingers freeze I'm catching cold Sidestep this grave I

Oh Lord, can?t you see, what she means to me. And I can?t survive, without this woman in my life. Oh Lord, though I show, then my love will grow, it

I know what they wanna do to me I wasn't here Threw my shit too nigga Comin' for you baby I mean (Al Pac) these niggaz got it confused man So wavy, Gain

Des tonnes de rimes detonnent, Jimmy Jay perfectionne son style, les mains sur le vinyle Maitre de son art, aujourd'hui il excelle, il n'est donc pas un DJ A temps partiel

[Chorus] I came to lift em up [x8] [Prime Minister] Well the Prime is Heaven sent The myth is eralavant And it be Prime droppin dimes On the spirits