For my in the front In the section
This is for the that's loving the mix, My in the front all covered in spit, Batter's in the box, (oww) to pitch (what?), hoods all up in this bitch.
And we the funk [leaders], you can't [beat us], We bump and [meters], we drunk you chumps [need us], So, [with us], down in the front [if it's], (If it's your flavour) Your flavour get drunk [with us] (woo).
life turned out nothing like I had planned... (Why not?) By now I had some [land], Some money in my [hand], about fifty grand, But I got (nothing), I write rhymes on the bus, I suffering (suffering), fuck the lines of the dust, You sniffing, that shit is for the [punk hoes], This shit is for my (woo), my people in the front row.
You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row. You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row.
it out I got [hip-hop buds], I wanna hear [bass when I make love], I wanna hear some [lyrics when I up], Write rhymes to [get me a break up]' Bitch!
my whisky straight, [no chaser], Went through breaks, [no flavour], Till I found one, [and made the], Bass with the drum, [my savior],
is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack, It's so tight is saying give my funk back!, One track, eight track, that residual Noise, man fuck that, we clean the digital, Toys I'm the Apache, you're to match me, Throw your hands in the air like hailing a taxi, And move to the funk flow, you Are you drunk bro? This is for my peeps and the in the front row.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I in love with the people in the front row. You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I fell in with the people in the front row.
People complain if Suffa's in here, And in the front row, all covered in beer, And club owners don't say the place is wrecked your fault (uh uh), If the roof is on fire it's an fault (woo), Man I bet you all bolt, when I it [live] Like night footy, in my hoody [I can hide], I get live on the breaks son, pace one], Lads, if heading to the bar grab [your mates one], Ladies come chill, rock with me honey], I got like half a in [monopoly money], no stopping me honey, so you can [take my hand], We can lay on the beach and count of sand], Or take a to Japan, and drink [saki with mafia], Fly to Libya for some with [Gadafi] A dinner date, followed by a funk (oww), We'll rip off (woo) our tops and jump around in the row.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in with the people in the front row. You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love with the in the front row.
Put me here, and I'm all yours, Not for the and it's not for the applause, no oh no no no
for the nosebleed section.
You know, I looked around, the I'd know, I fell in love with the people in the row. You know, I around, the faces I'd know, I fell in with the people in the front row.