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brompton city bashin', car crashin', blastin'
it's the abusin' white trash kid.
with the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my
shout outs and respect to the place where i'm from.
so me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin', no time for
''cause a got to keep on movin'
like 2 soul, i'm back to life for real still a mc
with of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo
to me it was a big step,
doin'boogaloo thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"
to pick up the mic and say what the i was born for
free to the dom is still the only I star for

die for, would cry for, but not spy for
i still got the same of respect even for all you fly whores
don't get me wrong, i really your bitchness
the fukks i disrespect are bitches in the music-business.

and if you me put your hands up ,(hands in da sky)
and if you me put em high,(put em high)...
push 4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don't

goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn
i make it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop crap
i let my do the freak and put brompton city on the map,yo!
if theres a problem, i fix it, like p e and
i "bring the noise" snd press it on a black of wax
give me a grin you see me pass you by
i'm not pretty fly for a but for a 4lyn-guy
i'm smooth the butt of a babe
and well for all the panic that i create when i'm out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers me
and daddies to fight me but like spike lee
i'm doin' the right thing, a cup of tea, i'm smoking a blunt
i'm fukkin' them daughters in their and leave this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what'cha me to do?
(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Shit!"
right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

like u don 't care

u just don 't care