Übersetzung: Mr. Complex. Underground Up.
Übersetzung: Mr. Complex. Hey Woo.
Übersetzung: Mr. Complex. Who Got My Back?.
Übersetzung: Mr. Complex. Stabbin Sie.
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's the oppositions ass (C'mon think fast now) Who want it? Pharoahe Monch, Mr. Complex you'll think you fronted [Chorus] [Mr. Complex] When I'm in a
[Mr. Complex] One of my hair-brained schemes is to Chase my shadows after, My smoking pipe, dreams it, Seems i got a fiends just, Forming up coats, i
Whoa... Yeah, yeah, Mr. Complex...Tony Hawk style Yeah, we gon' do it like...from the underground... From the underground...from the ...ground Yo, uh
[Mr. Complex] In a minute I'ma intervene on the internet You wanna enter the mind from closer, to intercom And dot com for Complex styles Plus how it
in (my bed in), for real thats no kiddin (nope), complex fantasy, thoughts are forbidden (uh huh), just save those playful thoughts for the children(yeah), Six John, Mr
gay midget cock sucker [Xzibit:] Ladies and gentlemen This is dedicated to the man we all love to hate Tattoo a.k.a. The Leprahcaun a.k.a. Mr. Jermaine
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floor taught me the basic survival tools auntie Cathy, every summer kept me in vacation Bible school Mr Diskin for more than passin grades and my fourth grade teacher Mr
take, is all about the rules It's hard for you to breathe like you at high altitude So crack the Patron, it's on heathens, The God's back Hard body, Mr
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: [Xzibit] Ladies and Gentlemen! This is dedicated to the man we all love to hate Tattoo a.k.a The Leprechaun a.k.a. Mr. Jermaine Dupri Come on ladies
I'ma kick it to y'all frankly so all y'all weak niggaz can hate me jealous 'cause they know I'm the shit, like Mr. Hankey reintroducing Ras Kass, the
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