Take another hundred names and put 'em on a list And curse yourself forever watching it I'm looking to have to see it to the end Cuz the fastest rat
Take another hundred names and put 'em on a list And curse yourself forever watching it I'm looking to have to see it to the end 'Cause the fastest rat
Traduzione: La linea di partenza. Il B-list.
I've been waiting for good news We're to continue singing these ones To the same demographic Be it not perfect Let it be heard by those taking an interest
your CD's for free and only use em as a mirror [Verse 2: Apathy] Yo Yo Yo Check this shit When I be spittin raps rippin wax gats start clickin back Chickens
majesty My melody Yes, my melody Eric B. Marley Marl synthesized it, I memorize it Eric B. made a cut and advertised it My melody's created for MC's in the place They try to listen
fuck we get six Thompsons? Top 10, how the fuck you gon' forget Compton? Every rapper on your list'll get they shit stomped in I started Su-Wu, I'm the
[Intro: Afrika & Mike G] Sammy B is on the cut Sammy B is on the cut Sammy B is on the cut Sammy Beeeeeeeeeeeeeee [A:] Ha hah, one two [G:] One two
won?t find the payout Any day now, throw a line or two my way y'know Hey friend, I missed you, hope your J.O.B's a go Throw rough plans down on tables
ass out the window like Vanilla Ice See cats get the message when they life on the line But when you call from the crib with they wife on the line This
tha B's for tha pump Tribe comin' clean like a bitch We gon hit yo town for a lick Nigga, we dont run we attack em Then you can't splack em Nigga outta line
, The undisputed truth is that the black man is God, Now everytime I turn around my people start subtractin', They cause this shit then they wonder why we start
Intro: afrika & mike g Sammy b is on the cut Sammy b is on the cut Sammy b is on the cut Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee A: ha hah, one two G: one two A: one
fuck we get 6 Thompsons Top 10, how the fuck you gonna forget Compton Every rapper on your list'll get their shit stomped in I started soowoo, I'm the
murder in the lot My nigga got popped With a bullet that was meant for me The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start
on tha dump, if you wanna know wassup If you know like I know bet not fuck We got tha weed in tha tote Nigga wanna deed, here I don't Nigga bring tha B