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When the big dogs gather and snap their jaws With big boss matters this cat is lost Left with low batteries acting soft For a starter I have a beef with some vegetables I go gazpacho on them like a tap dancer Suckers caught running put them in ambulances Advancing elephants leaving big tracks Ain't clearing them Linus leave 'em on wax While Label rats crying in their coco puffs Untouchable like Alfred Nobel grub Making hits screaming "hold them up!" And go gold rushing for Chernobyl stuff On girls lips like lip gloss always Shining like the LEDs on my SP all day Game is sick,need of rescue and first aid Our shit spinning your hat and your jersey Suckers trying to step to the up most elevated Boogie B dope shit I medicate it Take two of these and stop calling I only rock mics when my tummy starts growling Wrarr! Wrarr! I hit 'em in the eye socket Rappers so played out like a game of croquet I hit the crates for the boom shit And can't really care if label dudes approve it On a quest to destroy rap SongtexteThey say yall is the future but chere are the droids at? C3-P0 see me be yo Boogie B you get freaky flows Loops I choose to get III on Wax Tailor hold me down with the real strong Grooves with the soul intact, you feel the boom the bap 'Cause we sampled that! If we see a cigarette butt we picking it up Now you wanting my money man you tripping and stuff Looking for the breaks and digging them up It's the life that we know and we living it up If we see a cigarette butt we picking it up Now you wanting my money man you tripping and stuff Looking for the breaks and digging them up It's the life that we know and we living it up! (Merci à Nenya pour cettes paroles) Aus Songtexte Mania