Lieblingstape, zeig's deinem Bekanntenkreis, nicht nur bisschen was von allem Mann wir ham den ganzen Scheiss Dieses Band ist heiss, denn von uns hat jeder Skills
had it man, smashing through like battering rams Always stay connected like my data plan I calm your nerves like Lorazepam Magic man, mesmerizing like my lava lamp And I could snap like elastic bands
, caught up in a sandstorm (ha) I always say that I'm a one man band But I got more guys on stage than you can count on one hand Damn I'm confusin, roll
: [Verse 1] Ay Yo I March To The Mic With My Hands Out Set And Stand Out Cut The Band Out And Let My Hype Man Out Take The Mic Stand Now Excite Hands
muss erfahren, da? seit Jahren er uns Texte schenkt, in denen sich jeder von uns nicht nur hin und wieder erkennt. Heimlicher Leader der Band. Und eigendlich
be actin maniac in action A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction You looking zany whack with just a fraction of my tracks spun My rhyming skills
abbiamo la fotta,cosa? la vuoi piu spessa? porto la merda sotto le scarpe dentro la fortezza zampini,spregiudicati,mista rido e jack abbiamo piu skills
And plus I get paper dog, don't let me forget The watch face so blue like it's holdin it's breath Can't see me skill for skill or check for check It's
, now we push our own whips And y'all cats sound real pathetic Tryin to scramble up a down payment, just to build your credit If you ain't got skills
erhabenen Hammerbeats Ich bin im Club und du muckst auf, fangst an herumzuzappeln wie in nem Kung Fu-Film, aber Nutte was bringen dir deine Kung Fu-Skills
erhabenen Hammerbeats Ich bin im Club und du muckst auf, f?st an herumzuzappeln wie in nem Kung Fu-Film, aber Nutte was bringen dir deine Kung Fu-Skills
up, punk. Jon: Whatever nigga... Fred: Say what, say what? (x4) Jon: My dick is bigger than yours... Fred: Say what, say what? (x3) Jon: My band
I got the same old job Taxi-driver in copenhagen 24 non-stop We openize on the rise Recognize to alls comin strong In the band's pumpin 2 Pac This is
a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause yall sum dylon hoes t ry to fuck up ma band I fucks with nylon hoes I got tha
walk through ancient forest lands And light a thousand cities with our hands Your dark satanic mills Have made redundant all our mining skills You can't exchange a six inch band
and that yo oh Where we gonna take em way back like I said Before and I'll say it again it's the ol School versatile flex when we band eel skill that
skills And I'm a keep my pants sagging Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin' And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon Cause I don't
you cant sing it then nobody can wu tang clan skill from the method the worlds best meen skills kills on this record slim shady crazy ass cracker
