Check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it out y'all Whitey Ford Check it out y'all X-Ecutioner style Check it out y'all Emcee am I, people call me Ev When I'm bustin' up the party, hear my engine rev With high resolution in the late pm X-Men scratch the beat while I drop this gem Got tints on my windows, so you can't see in Pack it up, pack it in, baby, once again Ain't no way to check me No way to wreck me And shit gets hectic if you disrespecting Stiller than night, I'ma see my light On the top of the Marquee kid, bill me right You know it ain't right but yo it's okay 'Cause see this type of shit happens everyday You see this type of shit happens everyday You know this type of shit happens everyday It goes one for the thugs, two for the chickens Peckerwood stats classic, like slim pickins Fuck the Democrats and Republicans Got all your cars bouncin' like a bunch of Mexicans Porter rock style, I'll touch you like Tony You claim to keep it real but still comin' out phony It's just one emcee and four DJ's Give us six turntables and a mic to blaze I'ma said it like Pun in the house of fun I burn hotter than the heat, that's made by sun Got a gun, ain't a Uzi but it weighs a ton It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 World keeps spinnin' X-Men keep winnin' X-Men keep winnin' X-Men keep winnin' It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 © FOR MY SON PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com