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[B-Real]
I slay punks who don·t know their own identity
You spit my name and use it like an obscenity
You got more skulls in your closet than a Kennedy
You on my nuts so you better hold tenderly
I can tell you what·s crackin· and done get splitten
You corrosin· on the floor, shaken and snake bitten
You in a cold sweat like James of the names you knew
Don·t mean shit to me and you ain·t got a clue
of what·s about to happen - interaction
Two worlds collide - one survives the reaction
Hold tight, keep yourself together
cause we·re about to storm you like shïtty weather
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31.10.2006, 13:03 de mircea ilescu