Testi:
The Stereo Drop Everything

drop everything this train leaves tonight I promise you things will be alright say anything that might come to mind do anything put your fears behind

s My clique is famous for the way we spit and rock flows Leave the spot blown and send bitch-niggaz to [?] [One Two] Beware! Emcees out there, drop ya

s no where to run when the roll is calling may it be me, cause I flow from within girls tell me I'm a hoe, drop the stereo and we can flow loop like cause

Not smart I bust your bloodclot Then drop you upon the sidewalk [Chi-chi-chi-Blow!!!] Hit ya ass wit a vicious blow You know my style Spliff the foul Through your stereo

hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself Everything

this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent That shit y'all talkin is irrelevant I put it down from the gutter to the tenement It's LL Cool J nigga, everything

Have you omitted to say Those rubber bullets don't bounce off you? Oh, incry, hear it in stereo I'll cry after everything is done and dusted I may convince

you don't own me anyway Save it for a rainy day If all we are is dust i must keep running away, cause it doesnt matter anyway And everything we know, everything we see, everything

up the stereo) (I just don't care) Hope you drop dead gorgeous (I just don't care) Hope you drop dead, anyway. (Anyway) Baby, everything you do, do Dries