CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : 11 Styles of Rapping
Hey!
Any time of day, I'll punch my fist right through your face (Hey!)
Make you bleed enough to make you think you’ll pass away (Hey!)
I'm not like the rest (Hey!)
Yeah, my life's a mess (Hey!)
So think twice before you try to see what’s inside my head (Hey!)
Any time of day, I'll punch my fist right through your face (Hey!)
Make you bleed enough to make you think you'll pass away (Hey!)
I'm not like the rest (Hey!)
Yeah, my life's a mess (Hey!)
So think twice before you try to see what's inside my head (Fe fi fo fum) (Hey!)
Badass motherf**ker comin' straight up from the underground
Baggin' bodies is a hobby, that’s why I’m always underground
They won't make another sound
Oh, here comes another ‘round
Time to make some room inside this tomb, come get covered now
Badass motherf**ker, you know I am
Breaking necks and f**kin’ up the program
f**k your rules, I obey no mans
Raging like a bull
Everybody wanna be the little motherf**ker coming at me
But I'm better than half of the pack
‘Cause I write my raps on the back of a napkin
That's lathered in splatters of blood from their ass
I don't really wanna be the man that you hate
You don’t really wanna be the man in my way
From the middle-west, I hit ‘em and I get up in they face
Motherf**ker, we can battle any time and any place
Any time of day, I'll punch my fist right through your face (Hey!)
Make you bleed enough to make you think you’ll pass away (Hey!)
I'm not like the rest (Hey!)
Yeah, my life's a mess (Hey!)
So think twice before you try to see what’s inside my head (Hey!)
Any time of day, I'll punch my fist right through your face (Hey!)
Make you bleed enough to make you think you'll pass away (Hey!)
I'm not like the rest (Hey!)
Yeah, my life's a mess (Hey!)
So think twice before you try to see what's inside my head (Fe fi fo fum) (Hey!)
Badass motherf**ker comin' straight up from the underground
Baggin' bodies is a hobby, that’s why I’m always underground
They won't make another sound
Oh, here comes another ‘round
Time to make some room inside this tomb, come get covered now
Badass motherf**ker, you know I am
Breaking necks and f**kin’ up the program
f**k your rules, I obey no mans
Raging like a bull
Everybody wanna be the little motherf**ker coming at me
But I'm better than half of the pack
‘Cause I write my raps on the back of a napkin
That's lathered in splatters of blood from their ass
I don't really wanna be the man that you hate
You don’t really wanna be the man in my way
From the middle-west, I hit ‘em and I get up in they face
Motherf**ker, we can battle any time and any place
