Песня: B-Boy Punk Rock 2001 Ha Ha Whitey Ford X-ecutioners Style
MC am I People call me "Ev" When I'm busting up the party hear my engine rev With high resolution in the late p.m. X-Men scratch this beat while I drop this gem Got tints on my window so you can't see in "Pack it up, pack it in" baby once again Ain't no way to check me (check me) No way to wreck me (wreck me) When shit gets hectic if you disrespect me While you stare at my knife imma see my life On the top of the mall, kid can build me right You know it ain't right, but yo it's ok Cuz see This type of shit happens every day Cuz see This type of shit happens every day (X-Men.. Everlast) You know This type of shit happens every day
It go One for the thugs Two for the chickens Peckerwoods stats classic like Slim Pickins Cut the democrats and republicans Got all your cars bouncing like a bunch of mexicans Quarterrock style, I "Touch" you like Tony You claim you keeping it real but still coming out phoney Just one MC and four DJs Give them six turntables and a mic to blaze Now imma set it like Run In the house of Fun I burn hotter than the heat that's made by sun Got a gun and a uzi But it weighs a ton It's B-Boy Punk Rock 2001 It's B-Boy Punk Rock 2001 (X-Men..Everlast) It's B-Boy Punk Rock 2001
The world keeps spinning X-Men keep winning X-Men keep winning X-Men keep winning It's B-Boy Punk Rock 2001 It's B-Boy Punk Rock 2001
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