Feel Me

brompton city bashin´, car crashin´, bong blastin´

it´s the alcohol abusin´ white trash kid.

with the mad vocalism, straight from the top of my lung

shout outs and respect to the place where i´m coming from.

so here me run again, head to the finish,

no time for loosin´, no time for cruisin´

´cuz a champion´s got to keep on movin´

like soul 2 soul, i´m back to life for real still a mc

with lots of love for my holy wheels of steele, yo

to me it was a big step, futurewards

from doin´boogaloo thangs at the "barmbek-boulevard"

to pick up the mic and say what the fukk i was born for

free to the dom is still the only thing I star for

would die for, would cry for, but not spy for

i still got the same type of respect even for all you fly whores

don´t get me wrong, i really love your bitchness

the only fukks i disrespect are bitches in the music-business.

and if you feel me put your hands up ,(hands in da sky)

and if you feel me put em high,(put em high)...

push 4 fingers and a i in da air,yo and wave em around like u just don´t care

there goes the 1 - 2 - 3 - 4lyn

i make it happen, i make them phoney rappers stop their crap

i let my dogs do the freak and put brompton city on the map,yo!

if theres a problem, i fix it, like p e and anthrax

i "bring the noise" snd press it on a black piece of wax

give me a grin when you see me pass you by

i´m not pretty fly for a white but for a 4lyn-guy

i´m smooth like the butt of a babe

and well known for all the panic that i create when i´m out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers title me

and daddies want to fight me but like spike lee

i´m doin´ the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, i´m smoking a blunt

i´m fukkin´ them daughters in their butts and leave this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,what´cha want me to do?

(wikked:)"Yo Braz, Do The Sikk Shit!"

right!!!!bo-digga-bo-digga-bo-digga-bo!!!!

like u just don ´t care

like u just don ´t care