CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Murder MC’s (Radio Edit)

Buckshot:

I woke up in the night
Grabbed my forehead
Wipe my forehead with the sweat on to the bed
Deep inside thought
Thinking of a way to strapped
And walk the streets without getting clapped
Just because I'm tired of fuzz growing in my buzz
I'm doing my justice, bust this slug to the ignorant
Who said I didn't have knowledge of self
So come and feel the wrath
So listen
First of all let me explain
That when i drop a rhyme I I make it hard enough to gain
The god is heavy
I blow you up like dynamite
Into my dome I let the L ignite
Fight, I take you on flight here
The war starts here

BCC:
See we murder MC's every day
Motherf**kers dont play
Straight from the Bucktown side of the block
Keep your sh*t c*cked
Like we said, that's when all the madness stops