though the stress is stickin me I try to get a job but Mickey D ain't even pickin me While simultaneous I'm bustin with my niggaz just for practice
Traduction: BO Judgment Night. Vivre Run Dmc Couleur --- Me, Myself Mon Microphone.
help me out? Shout a little louder if you're sure that you hear me Fear me not, I'm just another average girl Curls in my head, and yeah I think I look
even though the stress is stickin me I try to get a job but Mickey D ain't even pickin me While simultaneous I'm bustin with my niggaz just for practice
the body of my literature is bigger than South America nigga look, this is all I gots to say suck my P-H-D-I-C-K
but I'm stuck I should leave this rap shit alone and kick my incredible in rhymes in the privacy of my own home My imagination is my own delibity to speak
ready, the people rockin steady You're grubbin' collard greens and I'm grubbin' spa-ghetti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C. in the place to be I go to St. John's
MC you sad face clown So D.M.C. and if you're ready The people rockin steady You're drivin big cars get your gas from Getti [D.M.C.] I'm D.M.C. in the
I get 'quipped when I'm on my microphone Somethin' special keeps me rockin' on and on And each season, I get a little better And when they don't hear my