Текстове на песни:
Black Rob Freestyle

Превод: Black Rob. U Искате Freestyle?.

I don't feel the snares Coulda used a different type of sample You're wack man, yeah Yo, that kid is wack, his father's wack His group is wack, that's word, word black

back the fuck up As we act the fuck up Lettin you niggaz know Straight whats goin down so Niggaz I clown I surround you with the gang rollin Black and

reinforcements, the Four Horsemen Take a big piece of chalk an' draw a line across the stage pulpit I dare a motherfucker to cross it I?ll even call my man, Black Rob

how I deliver this packages Turn the other cheek, 'cuz this track I be smackin' it But don't clap, 'cuz this style'll bust caps I'm jiggy and all that, black

boy sick So move or the germ might touch ya I'm at the rucker, burning them trees up like Usher When I teach you how to rap fam I'm in that black

how I deliver this packages Turn the other cheek, cuz this track I be smackin it But don't clap, cuz this style'll bust caps I'm jiggy and all that, black

I look at magazines I say ain't that us I'm in the VIP section, wearing a black dob I got the women screaming whoa but my name ain't Black Rob Man, they

bells? Digital digital Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, buh-Bobby, buh-Bobby [RZA] Yo fucking up the microphone be my hobby All you crab motherfuckers out who want to rob