I got the to be the greatest mc you see My tongue is sword my ammunition the I'm the type you just sit back and when I've heard enough of your I take your mind to cause when I drop my poetry everybody gets I put you down bitch like the ice did I handle this ruff and raw I do a lot of crazy cause I like to explore take things to a limit that's definitely watch your speakers as the air gets with verbs hit the curb cause you getting something you deserve ugly as a mother like the singer from the Verve
Todos me miran este estilo siempre en espaol en la cima yo fijo latino orgulloso con formulas que tu formula de pensar sin saber que representar es fundamental, es que siempre hago pase lo que tengo outland por mi lado ven conmigo y ensearte el camino y las entraas de este laberinto con palabras soy representante de un que para la historia clavado en tu personaje carismtico, Napolen estos versos es mi profesin
I come right-n-exact with a impact The name is Blasting off when I brainstorm Don't stay Never forget it, kid, prospects are pathetic kids, careers are as short as a minute is Let it be for a minute, when I kick yo ass spark in it, You'll never a medallion with a mic carved in it, often it is cats you I feed my rancor with You shouldn't been a poet, but a dancer, kid The things bugging me be the eternal Q's, so now I for tools that make fire, so I can be crews, at first I chew ya nerves in two, I turn into a pyromaniac and ya crew wit hell they desert in two, I bring out the worst in you, make you turn baby like perverts do, I'll keep being annoying till the is thru breathing and Armageddon comes thru, Outland and A make you run home early if you had a curfew... WHUT!
Me Jab phi kareeb na bekhabarr kalam karrde ka je sultan tera sarr Tu darr Na larna warna doon ka teri jarr jobake tujhe phaink do ka Waqas ali se na le Tu guli ka lafanga me jadookarr Eik nazar se tujhe na kia To mera naam nahi Tere baas sans pyas nahi Mere saat karne ke liye tere baas hatiyarr nahi Abey tu Tu ga sakta mere gunn Mujh chasa chata hai kute tu hoga tunn zara eik baat zara bata tu hai kia shay Janta nahi ke dhashatkard me Eik rhalat nazar se mujhe dekh me tujhe jala Ye doon ke mei hoon wo kala jadoon Harr eik jang ki bazi mei me tujhe hara Zindagi ke bare me eik do cheeze tujhe bata
I'm a you near Don't be Or this sultan cut'll cut your of Be afraid step or I'll separate you from your roots Eat you raw and you out Waqas ali is not the one to with You just a punk And I'm a If I don't make you with one stare then change my name You ain't got the breath it You ain't got thirst it To go to war with me you got the weapon it takes Yo listen you cant my song Wanna be like me you must be high at yourself then tell me what you worth Did you I'm a terrorist One look and you'll burn Letting you I am what you call black magic In every single battle you'll Letting you know a thing or two life
Nr jeg kaster mit dub op s rynkes der p af mc'er Der har svrt ved at kapere en hvid kngt der kaster Men i '94 var vi ved at For 10 og MC Ren og kan du se hvor jeg vil hen Vi lavede Westside House med Cube og WC Og nr jeg hlder l ud er det for Ben og Og nr jeg glor p din ho og rber get the fuck out Tnker jeg p Gangsta Dresta, Crips og B.G. KnockOut Nr jeg str op i boksen p et track med Tnker jeg p min lokale diner's melt sandwich (mon jeg gr) S lad vr at spille dum kngt for nu du the deal & du har hrt det fra Den AKA Madness 4 Real
I be the Dane Half - half Viking slave of GOD He my only heart I Riding like a Crossing the sea to the of N.Y. my sable attached to the 5 mics on my back right Paying dues - second generation to present the newest trend form representing hip hop thru the millennium And then some - large - legendary like biggie smalls my sable by his grave El salutes the greatest one