Traduction: Mark Et Sam. Avec une petite aide de mes amis..
me to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take
better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face a scar You go run fi the and dem a par And you
their homes. And we had Manson, Bundy, Gacy-son of Sam, Macarena, Superman, chicken dance, running man, Generation X and generation Y, And the generation
dumb rhymes Who you tryin to be me? I like poo that moos And I like birds that cockadoodle doos And shoes And whoopty trains that Choo Choo! CHORUS My name is Tucan Sam and
probably at dinner and anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody anyway but the snowflakes were so beautiful and real looking and I
I'm taking a stab at the 6-6-6(sick sick sick) I know what evil is and evil could suck my dick like sam hain and god ain't no joke ya better watch ya
big wham bam I came across like a battering ram I try to float like a telegram sam I'm trying to divine you. ] My book is called "The Ascent Of Man" I marked
Fighting internal revenue Ima get mine, You can call me Uncle Sam Used ya for your services, And i dont give a damn Slap bush with ma stash All these taxes and
Westside get busy ya'll Worldwide get busy ya'll Now on your mark get set Go cop everything you ever heard by P.Crack Dice Raw and Black F**k the internet
alright, it's alright, gonna look like I'm flyin' Oh my heart, it is an open sword It never seemed to dry And a thousand words just got me bloody fingers And
they were still probably at dinner And anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody But the snowflakes were so beautiful and real looking And
hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you, dog And you ain't got nuttin' left but your word and your balls And you're stressed from the
Flip off into a nod and dig myself a dyin' young It?s like cool was the bop and the flair I kicks to my pools by the nap of their hair I'm pinnin' Uncle Sam
fight peach Take the P off the peach because now you want each and every rhyme to teach and reach You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes lyrics and weak
It's bad lands, North Philly get it in It's Crakk man, used to back spin Now I spend stacks and stacks And Uncle Sam tryin' to tax all my hard earned
ARTCC Air Route Traffic Control Center I freeze MC's at maximum degrees [Unverified] from the street When I ripped apartments and the Corman suites Two and
