Hi mother Russia I’m so fresh for ya In your damn rush hour I’m big destroyer So I can perform to ya rock in the building So I can transform ya that’s shit you can feel it mister big snow, mr. "sweep out all stupid chick" give me the light, I feel high, but not so weak. Weekend is over but I’m startin’ all over again. You do cocain so I do you and bagin’ your brain. You shine like Wayne’s shoes but you whine like a Wayne’s hores. You're playin’ for nothin’ I’ve got something for scores. Just because music is my first dope Me and my dreams two ends of one rope. This is the reason to live this is the reason to hope. This is the reason to fight ain’t got no reason to mope Life gave me a chance, I don’t wanna loose it Put ya, mother fucker, I’m ready, let’s do it.
I’ve got fresh rhyme, my shit can shine On Saturday night-show give me prime time I feel it’s my time, I know this day’s mine It’s like a flight by the first class airline From flesh to the bone I’m like a rolling stone My rhymes won’t be grown, my things can’t be thrown Just check my phone calls, operator's on heaven My style's wild, my side's between angel and devil Don’t try to find me here I’m on the next level Believe I know how to make money from fable My mind is out of control, don’t try to synchronize it You don’t understand but I can realize it Man, I got it, between my temples My tempo wit temper that breaking your samples My steeples are ringing , bring ya to the dance floor Drum sticks in the air, I’m ready! Let’s go!
Let me do my thigs, I can do it so sweep I’m flyin’ high caus my sounds are so deep Never stop elevaiting to the sky You know why, caus I’m ridin’ on the red light Let me do my thigs, I can do it so sweep I’m flyin’ high caus my sounds are so deep Never stop elevaiting to the sky You know why...