l'intervento del Governo o del Ministro dell'Interno che trovi almeno il suo quaderno. E allora insisto perche io mica posso andare a "Chi l'ha visto",
t really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though Y'all don't really
Yo, Labelled as a problem child, doing what was not allowed Got kicked out of mama's house, now I'm stepping out of bounds Had to find some solid ground
.Lo, DJ Scene on the mix And this is the official mix CD, "S.T.I.L.L.B.O.R.N." For the brand new album "S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M." which is in stores right now
praises So with this mic I get to say this Some of y'all can't rhyme, it's time to get a day shift World gettin' ugly, it's time to get a face lift Everybody
Bam was hot, planet rock Jordan was the man to stop Knowledge every chance I got Keys to the master lock Deal's not real, unless it's God's will Got
C-C So B-B, on the lookout, I'm live wire You can't handle me, gzzz gzzz ['cause 'cause], I start fires Crossing my path, don't make me laugh, it ain't
from the uni-bomber I hit a rhyme, your mind is out in left field you blinded by the sunshine, you can't catch it your skill's wretched, you far from
{As you can see i like to tell stories not fables} my 7th grade escapade used to watch and observe same fella's who could rap feathers flocked to their
The Mic...... The Booth...... The Stage...... The Lights...... The Cameras...... The Action...... The Sound..... The Album! Yo I Be the Host with the
know what, I was there. I marked it' It doesn't matter, it's for me, it's not for no body else to see I don't care, I don't care about no body else seen
Bein an MC sometimes in the world of rhyme Through my neighborhood or whatever trying to get some inspiration I'm tryin' to absorb the environment One
s cooler, not a tongue smoother You didn't know, well now you know how me and son do ya You must be sleepin' like a lullaby what's up to ya See ever since
rock mics hmmmm interesting Some thought his women friend's addicted to kissin' him Jealous men pissed with him He don't even whip the benz(?) Flirt with sister's
You're far from a heavyweight, I step in the ring Weave and bob your "punch" lines, I don't "like" your Similes Mentally, physically, lyrically, you couldn't harm me Don't
in the state of California from Humboldt to Oceanside ya dig But L.A. is where it all happens for the Dub and Thes One All you MC's say L.A. when you
are the better your off When the flames they reach the sky Watch the spider spin his web Before he eats the fly Whay can't you fight Why can't you try
don't like your hair Policemen they just don't care Snipers that want to be Rifle sites are aimed at me Wake up silent majority The government they don't
