Ya, dis me and I'm a dis ya back I'm a swing it, I'm a swing it I'm a swing it, I'm a swing it
Übersetzung: House Of Pain. Ich bin ein Swing It.
poeple thought I'd die Thats just a rumour, though Others thought I'd follow up But now I'm numero- Uno, Dos, not Quatro Word to Kool Keith I'm a break
Some poeple thought I'd die Thats just a rumour, though Others thought I'd follow up But now I'm numero- Uno, Dos, not Quatro Word to Kool Keith I'm a
get the shit beat outta you, chill Cause if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a couple of drinks here and I'm bound to
like brian I'm a shell of myself If I was a weaker man I'd put a shell in myself Either ballin on a budget or fallin on a deficit Plenty of self-worth
of the mob I'm livin that life I'm dealin with drug dealers wiseguy niggas know the biz drag you to the river kid [x2] I'm a playa,baby I thought you
so fiercely that it seems I'm already high tonight But I'm not though just on them Black & Mild's And people thinkin I'm the wild one cuz I be flippin
the ringa scrapped 'em like I was a guest on Jerry Springer wit desert eagle, tech meezle a [???] a nigga, a drop a ??? I die a lil nigga leave 'em wit
that it seems I'm already high tonight But I'm not though just on them Black & Mild's And people thinkin I'm the wild one cuz I be flippin And rippin
lead off, set it off Motherfucker bit his leg off I want revenge, this shit's gon' end You thought I was gone, motherfucker I'm back home Jimmy Bones, it
I 'm lookin' 40 With three bricks in a 740 Bitch I ain't got time to party I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz Over a hot Benigan's dinner Thinkin
I'm lookin' 40 With three bricks in a 740 Bitch I ain't got time to party I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz Over a hot Bennigan's dinner Thinkin
have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage [Hook] See my face on the news and it aint Tivo I still wanna sell kilo?s It?s like I?m throwing rocks
it easy, slow down The earth is a space ship spinning round and round We're in it together, we can make it better Don't sweat a thing, swing with no vendetta I
he come out and slam a jam? I'm his number one fan, yes I am All these kids realize that I'm the man Six foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger
frozen like the Antarctic I'm quick to finish it, your good to start it And with the flashy colors on, you just a target Waitin' for a hard hit I like
shit 'Cause I stick figures, they think they fat and can't rap wind blast I make 'em Slim Fast, lookin' like stick figures I'm all that, I bag chips
