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brompton city bashin', car crashin', blastin'
the alcohol abusin' white trash kid.
with the mad vocalism, from the top of my lung
outs and respect to the place where i'm coming from.
so here me run again, to the finish,
no for loosin', no time for cruisin'
a champion's got to keep on movin'
like soul 2 soul, i'm to life for real still a mc
lots of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
from thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to up the mic and say what the fukk i was born for
free to the dom is still the only thing I for

would die for, cry for, but not spy for
i still got the same type of respect for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really love bitchness
the only fukks i are bitches in the music-business.

and if you feel me put your up ,(hands in da sky)
and if you 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

there goes the 1 - 2 - 3 -
i make it happen, i them phoney rappers stop their crap
i let my do the freak and put brompton city on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, p e and anthrax
i "bring the noise" snd press it on a black of wax
give me a grin when you see me you by
i'm not pretty fly for a but for a 4lyn-guy
i'm like the butt of a babe
and known for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," child" is what these mothers title me
and daddies to fight me but like spike lee
i'm the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their butts and this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what'cha me to do?
(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Shit!"
right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

like u don 't care

like u just don 't