CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : What I Am
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
(Dolio the Sleuth)
I’m a fire-breathing thunderclap, slip and end up vaporized
The silver lining of this cloud is something that's electrified
Strike and leave you petrified, sharp enough to catch the eye
Can’t deny the Flavor with these rhymes up in ya face cause I'm
I'm a six-foot, axe-wielding, lumberjack to chop a tree
Pay attention to the words you say, whenever you talk to me
Cool calm collected, cause the firе isn't what you see
Unless you give it fuel еnough to burn you up properly
I am What I am, I'ma be what I'ma be
The realization of my ancestors every wildest dream
Boiling kettle full of steam, high powered laser beam
Wanna find out what it means, then catch it when I split ya bean
Kick it mean wicked team break it on down when i hit the scene
Flip this thing get this green nickel-slick and crispy clean
Spit this thing, shine it on up for the silky sheen
Heavyweight bang when I tip that beam ain’t no in between, Naimean?
The way I look
The clothes I wear
The way I talk, the way I walk
The way I do my hair
You see me in the street
Don't know why I'm here
I don't owe you any explanation
But let me make one thing clear
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am
(Dolio the Sleuth)
I’m a fire-breathing thunderclap, slip and end up vaporized
The silver lining of this cloud is something that's electrified
Strike and leave you petrified, sharp enough to catch the eye
Can’t deny the Flavor with these rhymes up in ya face cause I'm
I'm a six-foot, axe-wielding, lumberjack to chop a tree
Pay attention to the words you say, whenever you talk to me
Cool calm collected, cause the firе isn't what you see
Unless you give it fuel еnough to burn you up properly
I am What I am, I'ma be what I'ma be
The realization of my ancestors every wildest dream
Boiling kettle full of steam, high powered laser beam
Wanna find out what it means, then catch it when I split ya bean
Kick it mean wicked team break it on down when i hit the scene
Flip this thing get this green nickel-slick and crispy clean
Spit this thing, shine it on up for the silky sheen
Heavyweight bang when I tip that beam ain’t no in between, Naimean?
The way I look
The clothes I wear
The way I talk, the way I walk
The way I do my hair
You see me in the street
Don't know why I'm here
I don't owe you any explanation
But let me make one thing clear
