Um bai pa Rotcha ?Scribida Um ba panha tres caninha berde C?onde um be? um co?cha Mam Bia Um bai pa Rotcha ?Scribida Um ba panha tres caninha berde C
All of this comes crashing down Cornerstone's gone sleepless, hopeless, no end in sight Ink well has run dry fill it with blood of the scribe Rest comes
Scribe and Ali and yeah, we still together Through the stormiest weather its been along forever Holding it down in the south surrounded by the southern
F*ck them and let them see I'm all yeah I went to the true school like DJ Sir Vere So who the, who the f*ck said that Scribe was in deep Yo I'm deep
be the same I went to sleep that night and dreamt I touched the sky And ever since I've been trying to keep my dream alive So when you see the Scribe
Fresh - forever rhyming eternally saving hip hop I spell it out for you fresh like when my shit drop S-C-R-I-B-E, the S-C chilling at the beach playing
illest i represent that to the fullest. (chorus) scribe take it serious check it,check it check it each word each line perfected. scribe original
rock a show like this? Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody... [Scribe ad libs] Congratulations, you made it. Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix! [3rd Verse: Scribe] Scribe
stop that Made me realize that I was chilling with the wrong cats So just for you I sat down to write this song phat Just to let you no that Scribe is
rocking this microphone I get busy like Bone keep my whole cipher in harmony Can it be one of the worlds best from Canterbury Straight from the under the scribe
Back when I was 15, the year was 95 I use to dream one day I be the Best rapper alive, I never went to School without my walkman by my Side and
Yeah it's the crusada, and i don't think yo ready, i thought i told y'all We can not stop now, NEW ZEALAND hip hop, stand the f*ck up, we got it locked
Yeah, it?s the remix, P-Money on the beat Ya know how we do it this ma girl?s song So ladies listen up this 'bout my lady She knows who she is ay yo let
nowadays everybody wanna talk like They got something on Scribe, ya ain't got nothing but a moment alive You can't front, when ya feeling the vibe, you know Scribe
And I made through, and I made it through the, Oh and i made it through the rain and the cold through the dark all alone my life hit rock bottom i had
And i hope you feel my pain Hope you dont forget my name For the cause i claim and the reason i came..tell me was it all in vain? i work ball and chain
M'bai pa Rotcha Scribida M'ba panha tres caninha verde Conde m'bem m'k'ocha Mam Bia O mae, o mae, o Mam Bia O mae, o Mam Bia Adeus nha mae Maria da Cruz
All of this comes crashing down, Cornerstone's gone Sleepless Hopeless. No end in sight. Ink well has run dry, fill it with blood of the scribe. Rest
