Paroles:
Classic American Music

di dark di infrared caan stop Everybody know that I gotta come and bring it back Hit them inn the head with another classic while I kill the track Pull

eat right till it all cracks Blackboy rappin from the pages torn Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement So my purpose stays clear and my music

and recorded in Memphis, Tennessee, right here E, United States Of America, you know people I believe that this tune can be acquainted With the great classical music

what we capture A-nother classical treasure So productive and effective Chuck it out as a jam that's spreading It-it ain't nuttin like hip-hop music

Hits Vol 2, Voice of America, The Very Best of John Denver (Double CD), The Rocky Mountain Collection, The Country Roads Collection, Reflections and Country Classics

casted Thugs might blast and smash your casket America's worst fear, white, brown and black kids, together Fed up, strapped up to tatted Bald heads, jerry curls, classic

pain that I be living (The remix, the remix) They got me in the system Why they gotta do me like that? Why is garbage music selling a lot? Why is the music

of y?all scared It?s that radioactive green chronic in the blunt music Brooklyn homie run up and pop you with a gun music Break it down for the blind

eat right till it all cracks Blackboy rappin from the pages torn Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement So my purpose stays clear and my music