(are you ready,or what?)so here i comesave ya passengers
from this critical-minded messenger.right in front of ya eyes
u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,ain't that aight
man (come on!!)5 bucks entry and da drinks aren't 4 freethe
bartender's trippin'and ya girl is lookin'at metypical - tropical heat...
chewin'gum on ya seat...yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
tell me, what's da reason,yo,why do u came ? why do ya blame?
the band is giving everything.oh,now u say that it's 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 (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me!
drink no champagne!(it's a stikk up,yo,
t's a stikk up!it's a stikk-up,yo,it's a stikk-up....
it's a stikk-up,fukk!!)
yo,I hear ya screamin'4 payback,bitch
but i have 2 disapoint u ,cuz i dont swing tec's or baseballbats...
so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u
and i won't 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 what'cha gonna be,b-boy?
A b-boy or a stain????
pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me.
drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up,it's a stikk-up,yo it's a stikk-up
it's a stikk-up,boy!!....) |