An emotional charge like an electrical spark But the fuses are two, you can't tell them apart When the bodies collide, the bodies emerge back into one
Oversettelse: James. Bare Hip.
is down to roll I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole Plus I been sippin' so this shit is movin' kinda slow Just tell my girl to tell
The star of the show Hardworking Mr. Dynamite James Brown, Brown, Brown Yo, I don't mean to brag, there's the tag Brown got a brand new bag Shining star
me know if you wanna roll with this hip hop star Bad boots on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this hip hop
my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex Machine shit I keep
and started smoking D Every rap I ever made was about this town I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown And even though I love his music, I just can
So you know who you are, you know you were wrong No, I was not in that porn 'On Golden Blonde' Got it going on, more James Bond than Sean John Conned James
West Up! Verse Two: Mack 10 It's gun ho Mack one-oh please you can't fuck wit deez Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z And hip-hop, top three niggaz the
you We just wanna get across to you That if you're talkin' jazz, the situation is a no-win You might even get hurt, my friend Stetsasonic, the hip-hop
of it definitely brings me tears It's not about a salery it's all about reality, And Hip Hop is the reality that creates all these saleries. HIP HOP, HIP HOP, HIP
chill 'cuz his style Ain't ill but it's straight up counterfeit You see I'm fast or bent or sweet Then bullet and when I'm on the set All the hip-hop fans just
s just another bum ass deal, Sometimes I feel it makes me get a little crazy like seal, But I'm survivin', ain't drivin' cause I just got my license,
I kept some dice I banked on seven or eleven 'cause my pops had it hard similar to james evans Now shit flipped, I'm on the hip-hop To the beat you don
down just like you stole somethin When I rock with chubb you block show me love Nigga what, want beef, we drawin first blood [ krazy drazy ] Well, it's the riggedy-rhyme dropper, the hip
don't know why, why is that Why must i, chase the cat? Nothin but the dog, in me Continue you just gonna, fall in the Midst of a hip-hop blitz with a
