Übersetzung: DITC. Stiftung.
Yo, yo, yo .. Chorus: [Diamond D] We love the foundation, time to lock shit Ladies look no more we got this D.I.T.C. spits the hot shit And while you
if I was blue I'd be the size of an ocean Keepin it calm, with minimal commotion Kinda sorta like the way my rhymes gotta flow cause without that flow I
When hip-hop was just cuts and beats I seen _Wildstyle_, dug the scene I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on - know what I mean? I started crashin rap contests
like stealth off of knowledge of stealth Type selfish and I rhyme like I don't need help Cuz all I need is my health, a little weed and some wealth As I
be your lawfully, wedded, wife? Uhhh, uhhhhh, I do, I do, no I don't, I do Ah roomie zoom zim, I'm all to be wet to Rhymealinda I remember umm
my strong foundation (yes) C.E.O. of my heart foundation (yes) Without you, don't think I'm gon make it (yes) Here I am, here I stand Baby, now I got
hip-hop was just cuts and beats I seen Wildstyle dug the scene I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean? I started crashin' rap contests Shootin
nigga I gotta fuck 2 hoes. Whateva yall mean that I aint got cream. cause You see me in the hood don't thank I can't leave. when I was 19 really had
Now I'm much older, lyrical clap MC's If you don't know by now, let me aquaint you with my steez (C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time Niggaz
listen let me tell ya Who I am, and how I do The undeniable Respect a foundation that they can't hold And it's bullet, shatter, and earthquake proof See how I
goblets I'm like a faucet, monopoly's the object There ain't no way to cut this tap, you got ta get wet Your head is throbbin' and I ain't said shit
starts I'm vicious, I didn't get all of my shots When I bite I lock, and I won't let loose until the bones pop And I watch you, until your vital signs
Abe Who watched us all rippin all loud up on the inside no E As I progressed to the 7 yard, early Johnny D Caine, Officer147, C.R.A Fuzz, Comet, Blade
Ain't nuttin' soft or sweat, I lift you off your feet When I cock back the heat, whole crews retreat Ain't nothing soft or sweet, I lift you off your
in arms And if I ran away, I know they'd probably murder my moms So I pray to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the mission Process the cocaine, paced and play
, sing songs for my ladies Spend money like crazy, ain't got no babies If I don't make it in Heaven, I'll run shit in hades Now I can see I got a good foundation
child I stack 45's in a pile blow the dust off Put it on before I can walk Play static on my pop dukes automatic I knew I wasn't average music in my