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brompton city bashin', car crashin', bong
it's the alcohol abusin' white kid.
the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung
shout outs and to the place where i'm coming from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin', no time for
''cause a got to keep on movin'
like soul 2 soul, i'm to life for real still a mc
with lots of for my holy wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
from doin'boogaloo at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to pick up the mic and say what the fukk i was for
free to the dom is still the thing I star for

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

and if you me put your hands 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 don't care

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

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