Album: other songs

Feel Me

Brompton city bashin´ car crashin´ bong blastin´
It´s the alcohol abusin´ white trash kid
With the mad vocalism
Straight from the top of my lung
Shout outs and respect to the place where I´m coming from
So here me run again head to the finish
No time for loosin´ no time for cruisin´
´Cuz a champion´s got to keep on movin´
Like soul 2 soul I´m back to life for real still a mc
With lots of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo
To me it was a big step futurewards
From doin´ boogaloo thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"
To pick up the mic and say what the fuck I was born for
Free to the dom is still the only thing I star for

Would die for would cry for but not spy for
I still got the same type of respect
Even for all you fly whores
Don´t get me wrong I really love your bitchness
The only fucks I disrespect are bitches in the music-business

And if you feel me put your hands up
(hands in da sky)
And if you feel me put em high (put em high)
Push 4 fingers and a I in da air yo
And wave em around like u just don´t care

There goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
I make it happen I make them phoney rappers
Stop their crap
I let my dogs do the freak
And put brompton city on the map yo
If theres a problem i fix it like p e and anthrax
I "bring the noise" snd press it on a black piece of wax
Give me a grin when you see me pass you by
I´m not pretty fly for a white but for a 4lyn-guy
I´m smooth like the butt of a babe
And well known for all the panic that I create when I´m out on stage

"Trouble maker"" problem child" is what these mothers title me
And daddies want to fight me but like spike lee
I´m doin´ the right thing drinking a cup of tea I´m smoking a blunt
I´m fukkin´ them daughters in their butts
And leave this chikks "rest in pussy"

So what´cha want me to do?
"Yo Braz Do The Sikk Shit!"
Right!
Bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!

Like u just don´t care

Like u just don´t care