första engelska...
this is my life some of ya call me fake
but you just jeulus cuz I'll never do mistakes
I have to live with this hate and keep on going with my life
but still not hearing sirens cuz I'll never start a fight
and I ain't starting no hype with no numbnut fool
that would just end up with some fucked upp whoons
and I'm lucky to have the Things that I have
like love from my parents, ain't no need to be saad
I'm glad that I dont have to live on the streets
but I'm still huzling to fill upp all the leeks
in swedish hip hop that have just gone week
thay left it to the kids and forgot about the streets
they forgot about the brothers that is trying to reach the top
so please dont judge me as a white man in hip hop
with flip top beat and all of that shit
with bling, glocks and weed and pussy wippt
loocking hip, big pant cool swethers and hats
good wether with claps, and soul brother that blazt
music out your speakers and talking about jordan sneakers
play tuff and then they battle out the weekest
and then the dumb jail brothers that took the rong road
life's sold penetentary untill thay get
and I'm told that I chould always follow my feelings
so I wont end up in a corner and dealing
all my life I been following the rong footstepps
and every time I ended upp with no money and hoodrats
look bad, smells and no money in my pocket
but now days I'm only on the stage and rock it
spitting all my feelings, with the rimes I lock it
and in the battle contest is the time I'm mocking
understand I'm just beeing who I am
I will stiil live with none of my fans
ursäkta engelskan. dålig stavning.
konstruktiv kritik tack!
don't try to mumble when you disrespect my bars
couse I throw a chines nigga at you infekted whit sars!
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