To The Eight

To The Eight

To The 8ight

The world is full of pussys
In the beginning are they juicy
Now they got a name Octapussy
All they lookin' for is fame
I wish they got whipped outta the game
They are all a shame for the bboy culture
They will only be left dust in the future
Cuz theirs battles will be trashed
We are the freshest and classified
They try to take our members
But Yo put this in your memory
We ain't got friendly again with enemies
Yo! you takin' my friends
Make me feeling fiend
Yo! you started your crews end
Now you got us on your tail
My fresh orginal crew ain't here to fail
I just sayin' fuck you, The Eight
And get ready for a skilled fight
Hated and not respected
You ain't got what you expected
My lil brother will never be yours
This is only a beginning on a big tour
Started up our crew again for revenge
Cuz the bboyin' you changed
From love to hate and copy
You tried to be my crew and me
But copy this you failed
And you all got nailed
This..
Ain't something i will regret
Cuz you was the one who start it
And already you got a lot of haters
They hatin' your dirty tricks
Many of mine are just scared to tell it
Crew vs Crew, now is it on
With very relaxed greetings from Timon


behöver inga kommentarer, gjorde den för det ska bli hört och sagt. gjorde den på drygt 6 minuter, pga mkt tankar.
Kanske e de lite grammatik fel, men de är inte det viktigaste. det viktigaste är att man fattar vart jag vill komma och vad den är om.

Som sagt jag tror inte jag kommer ångra något, på äldre dagar har man blivit kall.
Kanske på grund ut av att ni spelar balla.
Spelat över ganska mkt nu på senare tider.
Tror ni kan ta och slänga utan att några lider.
Shit, ajaa Min mun är stor, tack jag vet redan det Far och Mor.