Print

(are you ready,or what?) so here i come save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger. right in front of ya eyes u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand, ain't that aight,man (come on!!) 5 bucks entry and da drinks aren't 4 free the bartender's trippin'and ya girl is lookin'at me typical - tropical heat...chewin'gum on ya seat... yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed. tell me, what's da reason,yo, why do u came ? why do ya blame ? the band is giving everything. oh,now u say that it's 2 loud... do u think that it is silent when u shout? tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..) you wanna criticize me? yeah,i can feel it in the air... adrenaline is risin,homes,yo... ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones... pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...) fight,fight,fight,fight me! drink no champagne! (it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up!it's a stikk-up,yo,it's a stikk-up....it's a stikk-up,fukk!!) Letras de canciones yo,I hear ya screamin'4 payback,bitch,but i have 2 disapoint u , cuz i dont swing tec's or baseballbats... so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u, and i won't explain da rules 2 times 4 u... wake up early,son,first come-first serve... speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve. the crowd wants 2 be entertained... so what'cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain???? pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me. drink no champagne! (it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up,it's a stikk-up,yo it's a stikk-up,it's a stikk-up,boy!!....) From Letras Mania