Letra de Feel me

brompton city bashin, car crashin, bong blastin
its 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 im coming from.
so here me run again, head to the finish,
no time for loosin, no time for cruisin
cuz a champions got to keep on movin
like soul 2 soul, im 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 doinboogaloo 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
dont 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 dont 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
im not pretty fly for a white but for a 4lyn-guy
im smooth like the butt of a babe
and well known for all the panic that i create when im out on stage.

"trouble maker"," problem child" is what these mothers title me
and daddies want to fight me but like spike lee
im doin the right thing, drinking a cup of tea, im smoking a blunt
im fukkin them daughters in their butts and leave this chikks "rest in pussy"

so,whatcha 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