Sto giocando ad un gioco, perverso e violento che mio padre e mia madre lo capiscono a stento. Ma e' quello che ho dentro e me lo vivo cosi' sono
' like a black king on a throne Evil E, turn up the microphone So I can ill and break on the rollin' tape Another album to make? Great Islam turn the bass
'mon From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the neighborhood Pusha Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass
, be, Imma, Imma be Imma be, be, be, be, Imma, Imma be Imma be, be, be, be, Imma, Imma be Imma be on the next level Imma be rockin' over that bass treble
of the way I like to move Ain't got nothing to prove and I am not wasting a second checkin you Punk - the speakers in the trunk The bass is overloaded
A family of musicians took shelter for the night In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine Rose of Jericho
pockets can't hold all my cash 'Cause one day I stopped to pee Got some gas and won the lottery Now I'm investin? in my neighborhood My friends and family
s and then filtered I'm built to last - at last I'm free The Roots and SV be the family tree SV and the Roots be the family tree The Roots and SV and
Sipser. Samadia Music (ASCAP) Bahamadia appears courtesy Goodvibe/B-Girl/J. Core Recordings. Live Horns by Paula Henderson and Steve Moses. Bass by Walter
indulge in the marijuana smoke This is the season for noise pollution contamination Examination of more cartoons than animation My lamination of narration Hit's a snare and bass
poor people that's all we were tryin' to make a livin' out of black land dirt We'd get together in a family circle sing out loud (Daddy sang bass mama
breathes, I need a ant's ear, pressure's necessary Got my mind on the cheddar, kill my haters together Bury 'em in abundance and starve they families
, blades chop, fifth wheel just hangin?, mayne White T's, fitted hats, Jordans on the dickies That swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky The fifteens bamin' and the bass
can find Every nights a different dime (Madchild) I was a crazy little devil at a early age Been raising hell still I'm tryin to reach the pearly gates Fuck with my family
the cat eating out on the town And make the whole dining room turn they head around? Mr. Nigga, Nigga Nigga He got the speakers in the trunk With the bass
[Intro: Sheek Louch] Geah! Aiyyo Starks, whattup? What it do family? [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] We street bullies for cheddar, and that's our word Pop
Plant [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Armstead, a.k.a. [Bo/Conway Armstead] Bo-watt, The Rhythmic Priest [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Basset, a.k.a. [MB/Malik Basset
My guys will deal with him, he got no rhythm So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression Turn up the bass and let the
