(are you ready,or what?)
So here i come
Save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
Right in front of ya eyes
U see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
Aint that aight,man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks arent 4 free
The bartenders trippinand ya girl is lookinat me
Typical - tropical heat...chewingum on ya seat...
Yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
Tell me, whats da reason,yo,
Why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
The band is giving everything.
Oh,now u say that its 2 loud...
Do u think that it is silent when u shout?
Tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
You wanna criticize me?
Yeah,i can feel it in the air...
Adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
Ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones...
Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
Fight,fight,fight,fight me!
Drink no champagne!
(its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up!its a stikk-up,yo,its a stikk-up....its a stikk-up,fukk!!)
Yo,i hear ya screamin4 payback,bitch,but i have 2 disapoint u ,
Cuz i dont swing tecs or baseballbats...
So i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
And i wont explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
Wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
Speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
The crowd wants 2 be entertained...
So whatcha gonna be,b-boy? a b-boy or a stain????
Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me.
Drink no champagne! (its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up,its a stikk-up,yo its a stikk-up,its a stikk-up,boy!!....)