all busted You can't pressure me when will you see The walls that are closing in You wanna take, take, take 'till you have it all Can't trust it, your busted
all busted You can't pressure me when will you see the walls that are closing in you wanna take, take, take 'till you have it allv Can't trust it your busted
Перевод: Sick Of It All. Busted.
re all busted You can't pressure me when will you see the walls that are closing in you wanna take, take, take 'till you have it allv Can't trust it your busted
Verse 2] For you, I wanan write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, It'll put the dyna-in-mite Yeah it'll make the dopest MC wanna
us doesn't know shit All they're probably just tired of hearin' it all the time On every song, every lyric and every rhyme All the hoopla, all of the
every minute your in it Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace hahahaha And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's aids He ain
my dance song (Outsidaz) Can you hear me? (Rah Digga, Pacewon, Young Zee) [Em] Aight, ay turn my headphones up (bust it bust it) My favoite color is
time! It's Devils Night - cause I came back to take what's mine! Yes it's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) It's Devils Night (da da dah,
't handle it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't crap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport
that All you old rappers trying to advance It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square) Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
it's pulling without You wouldn't believe how we wil' shit out! Burn it til it's burned out Turn it til it's turned out Actin' up from north, west, east
s get into it. Get stupid. Get it started, get it started, get it started. Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here. Let's get it started
I wanna be your perfect stick of glue But I don’t feel perfect at all Sad and insecure flaw I find it hard to hold conversation I get sweaty sick
[scratched: "It's the new!!"] Yeah! Yeah, Busta Bust down, Flipmode now I know what y'all feel like doin Go 'head and crash your whip in the fuckin
what time it is wit me, yo That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man Take the bones out man for real Yeah all applepie
colonel cat, got enough cats to set it So if you ain’t doin shit , ya niggas need to dead it Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy It’s all ral
star] Y’all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt it All that murder talk, gun talk, you talk, I’m ’bout it ’bout it Nigga feel my vibe niggas
