Translation: Dayana. Punca.
I've come to shake my ass I've come to shake my ass (Three 6 Mafia) I've come to shake my ass I've come to hypnotize my ass I've come to shake my ass
I'm livin' in the 21st century, doin' something mean to it Do it better than anybody ya ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
Cruisin' for a bruisin', I'm talkin' no crap Pipe bomb in my trunk, got a nine in my lap I'm layin' for a sprayin', tonight there's no playin' My posse
Stick up, hands in the air You move, you lose, 'cause the Ice don't care No chance to run, don't shout Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out Grand Larcenist
A child was born in the East one day Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats In poetry
Thanks to jhsantos@sol.com.br for these lyrics. That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats 1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T You girls look so
Once again,my friends,it's time to rock it till the party ends Rhymin' with timin',while EVIL E lets the record spin Kickin' it,hittin',rockin',just so
Emcee's, no time out, it's time to rhyme out You've dug your own grave, now you must climb out Dig out, crawl out, hide from the fallout 'Cause when I
[Foreign content] I've got the power, hey, yeah, hey Like the crack of the whip, I snap attack Front to back in this thing called rap Dig it like a shovel
People, it's time for the Ice crush So listen to my words, I bring much sense As I commence my lyrics intense get telephoto Break out your big lens Look
(Chorus) I'll be your prescription Come and take a dose of me Once you get a dose of me You'll think that I'm your medicine (Gucci Mane) My medicine (
Oh it's opening time down on Fascination Street So let's cut the conversation and get out for a bit Because I feel it all fading and paling and I'm begging
One, two, three, four Walking through the cross fire heart Feeling heavy and hopeless and Wonderin' how I ever will see through this darkness Every drop
["Wannabe" by Spice Girls] Yeah, well, I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want (So tell us what ya want, what ya really really want) I'
VERSE 1: Homie Won't You Put It On Me Boy I'm Anxious And I'm Kinda Horny I Wanna Get So Close I Could Feel Your Breath So Hot That You Make Me Sweat
Saw a psychic in LA Was just the other day And she told me what I knew was true She told me that I've never gotten over you She said that if I called
I woke up with the power out Not really something to shout about Ice has covered up my parents hands Don't have any dreams don't have any plans I went
