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brompton bashin', car crashin', bong blastin'
the alcohol abusin' white trash kid.
with the mad vocalism, from the top of my lung
shout and respect to the place where i'm coming from.
so here me run again, to the finish,
no time for loosin', no for cruisin'
''cause a champion's got to keep on
soul 2 soul, i'm back to life for real still a mc
with 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 type of respect even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really your bitchness
the only i disrespect 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)...
4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don't care

there the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop their crap
i let my dogs do the freak and put brompton 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 when you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a white but for a
i'm like the butt of a babe
and well known for all the panic that i when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these title me
and want to fight me but like spike lee
i'm doin' the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in 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 just don 't

like u don 't care