Simply when you watch me I can't see another soul Strolling away Some things may never change Like the way I see you A brilliant mind controls you
Tulkojums: Swift. 3 Muļķu.
that I've caused Fall to my knees pray for swiftness and just For I'm just a fool A fool driven to dust And the world ain't gonna change for me [Chorus x3
"Cool.." - Rakim (cut and scratched 3X by Polo) [Kool G. Rap] I play it Kool, gettin to tour just like a jazz player Your record player ain't nothin
the incredible) And (2) plus (1) is (3) (The music just turns me on) And (2) plus (2) is (4) (Play it on the radio) And (1) plus (2) is (3 4 Look, it
UP! [Chorus] Boy, look what you done started now Ain't no stopping this or calming it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of pound Heart is
dirty {2x} Verse two: {tec-9} We be dumpin' on corner's like Nigga what it be like, Nigga be hangin' all night to keep they grip tight Everybody know I'm a fool
clown, the sound and style, of Swisher after Swisher Oh how I wish ya would step so I could hit ya With wicked shit slick and swift As I slaughter quick
back and it's quick Punks with bump and that 3 wheel shit 'Cause that's all you need when you need to be poppin' Bust a U-turn on 3 wheels by the cops
t, so I picked and I picked, for the label I searched I slipped and I tripped for the pop, it didn't work So now I take the stage of my what? 3rd comeback
from greed Tryin to calculate all the funds I blown from weed Started out just a young shorty, wakin the rules Turnin out to be the wise, educatin the fools
Me or him You a fool Pay attention Fuck around meet the tension See you in the next dimension Y'all niggas didn't listen (Repeat x3)
on checkmate Rob Swift is his name, with Akineyle in the game You're best to maintain, as we aim for your brain as we aim for your brain (3x)
on point, mentality, battle me Knocking herbs up out the galaxy, fantasies I break neck with my kendo's, can't do fool Understand, how my chant goes, swift
Macaroni flow but it's mare than an image Don't let the smooth taste fool ya , let me school ya On what it is, straight up square biz Swift maneuvering
we, beatin' on rappers literally X3D beez up on the streets dimensional trilogy Got no love for foes, no respect for grimy hoes Nuff said, X-3-D blowin
say when I wake Another day in L.A. feel the sun bake I holla at Scott he knows about the spot At the beach Dockweiler nigga straight box I call up Swift
