't picture that This is flavor for the This is flavor for the non believes Flavor for the non believes This is flavor for the non believes This is flavor for the non believes
번역: 탈출 클럽. 비 들어 풍미가 생겼.
번역: Mobb 딥. 비 들어 풍미가 생겼.
't see But you wanna be, you ain't shit to me Playa, it ain't hard for you to get to me Playa, my real dogs they'll spit for me So if you want what's
the mic, rock icon, women like pops Don't fear eyedrops You're frozen with teardrops, double peein That's right you seein, the best to believe it you receive it Non-stop for
The non fabricated factual faculty' We formulatin' up in a factory Focusin' on the energid of fluid flow free We flawless, everything is for free We flourish and we flaunt our flavor
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known to be the one to be the one To be the known for all you're odd or ordinary Skip your coronary rip your auditory canal for now Livin' on the low
randomly to people Study their reactions then scam 'em For example ya, cheese crumb records Six different flavors and guess what, they all cheddar I can't believe
You're turning me off like a naked anorexic I gets jazzy baby, if you're blastin maybe you can See me and Mista Lawnge to drop the flavor loops like
to fright night You can call me R and B homeys, which stands for rough brother Word to my grandmother I buck you in the head just to let ya know Stick you for
're gonna get your time to shine I've been waiting, now I'm ready for the main event All the ladies and the players in here dressed to kill Choose a winner who has flavor looking on for
on the mic that I use That won't protect ya, I still can effect ya Cause I flip the script, like a movie director I'm makin the non-believers believe
' me, kid he cover me I represent my ground, so yo, what up now? Non-believers hatin', what the fuck now? Buck town kid, you can get struck down for
Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out there Yo, we gotta do somethin' about that man Yo, we gotta get stupid Yo, we gotta let 'em know what time it
guardian The one who blocks the bullets when you're wildin' out partyin' Believe in the MC, 'cause you can see me not Soundwave, faster than the dot on the Glock Non
