Songtexte:
Nasty Chosen Few

for the diehardmotherfuckers you bitch arefake so you should better back the fuck up better back the fuck up! This is still underground this is stillfor the chosen few

dick da ruler Women indeed, keep ya eyes closed 'bow blows, come out dem clothes hoe Low pros, low bows, watch out for the po-po And i chose, to be dat

Signed the unsigned we rock mics to survive Entering an era where hip-hop has crossed the line From street corners to show time to divine Chosen before God chose

tired of the man I began to be But you planned a great escape Bright and early before I wake We both knew we had to break You could of chose a better

we gettin' nasty like sneezin' in food Twenty-four hours on the grind, we in that mood [Verse 4: Steele] Yeah, 'For the People' we 'The Chosen Few' Worldwide

tired of the man I began to be But you planned a great escape Bright and early before I wake We both knew we had to break You could of chose a better