Testi:
Sick Of It All Step Down

the fakes and frauds it's a fucking fashion show total compromise will have them sell their soul. all the negative all the useless influence all the emptiness all

fakes and frauds it's a fucking fashion show total compromise will have them sell their soul. all the negative all the useless influence all the emptiness all

the crack As the light gets brighter, so vivid, so clear If I could just touch it or pull it down, closer, As I try to grab it, it slips through my fingers

a fee Tryin' to act like it's all that Trick please, I know you're down for some dirty work Get on your knees (Get down all my doggs) woof! (All the

my A-K And even if they shoot me down There'll be another nigga bigger from the mutha-fuckin' underground So step but you better step quick Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick

it down, hold it down My ni**az we all bad Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain What's my muh'f**kin name ni**a? Hold it down, hold it down What

and JED packs the bank All from the Oaktown, but different spots Don't catch a bullet, punk, it's way hot The stage belongs to the crew that's on it So

it down It's always off the chain man when I'm around I play the block bumpin, it was all for the dough I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow

now roll with it Ya warefare check hoe go get it (chorus) (P) Check dem hoes (Traci) Check dem niggas(4x) (Traci) Check dem hoes nigga is you crazy You can stunt all