brompton city bashin', car crashin', blastin' it's the alcohol abusin' trash kid. with the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my shout outs and to the place where i'm coming from. so here me run again, to the finish, no for loosin', no time for cruisin' ''cause a champion's got to on movin' like soul 2 soul, i'm back to life for real a mc with of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo to me it was a big step, from doin'boogaloo 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
die for, would cry for, but not spy for i got the same type of respect even for all you fly whores don't get me wrong, i love your bitchness the only 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 just care
goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn i make it happen, i make phoney rappers stop their crap i let my dogs do the 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 when 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 panic that i when i'm out on stage.
"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers me and daddies want to fight me but like lee i'm doin' the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i'm smoking a 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
u just don 't care