paroles de chanson
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
I'll
make
your
lifespan
shorter
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
You
know
what
I
mean,
yeah
I'm
the
original
sheller,
storyteller
Cocaine
seller,
no
Cinderella
Old
school
like
Nelson
Mandela
I'm
a
killer
but
I
don't
come
from
the
favelas
Bust
your
head
with
a
bottle
of
Stella
Spray
man
up
like
insect
repeller
Ain't
gonna
take
no
talk
from
a
fella
When
it
starts
raining
you're
gonna
need
more
than
an
umbrella
If
you
wanna
clash,
we
can
do
it
on
the
beat
or
we
can
do
it
acapella
Fuck
you
up
like
salmonella
Fuck
you
up
like
rubella
Traumatix
got
dead
bodies
in
the
attic
I've
got
dead
bodies
in
my
cellar
Pick
you
up
like
an
antenna
I'm
big
from
the
UK
to
Vienna
When
I'm
on
the
mic,
I'm
too
heavy
You're
not,
you're
not
ready
I'm
legendary,
too
necessary
Feel
that
bassline
coming
through
your
belly
When
I
come
through
with
the
old
school
flows
I'm
like
half
a
gram
and
I
rolled
up
twenty
How
about
you
all
pay
me
a
penny?
They
don't
wanna
clash,
they
don't
want
any
Make
a
man
fly
like
R.
Kelly
I'm
lyrically
part
of
the
military
Anything
I
do
I
do
it
successfully
Successful
like
my
vocabulary
I'm
like
a
mercenary
Nobody
guard
or
secretary
Put
man
out
of
business
like
Blackberry
When
I
spit
bars
I'm
extraordinary
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
I'll
make
your
lifespan
shorter
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
You
know
what
I
mean,
yeah
Smoke
an
MC
like
B&H
Gold
Smoke
a
man
like
B&H
Silver
When
it
comes
to
bars
and
flows
I'm
a
lyrical
centre
midfielder
Putting
in
work
like
a
builder
Had
to
take
time
off
'cause
my
ill
went
missing
And
everybody
thought
that
I
killed
her
But
I
didn't
wanna
kill
her
I'm
more
fresh
than
a
Corona
Take
out
your
heart
like
a
donor
Check
my
persona
I
just
wanna
be
a
mansion
owner
Ain't
time
for
a
beggar
or
loner
Don't
hate
me
'cause
I'm
massive
all
over
As
soon
as
you
try
clash
it's
all
over
Trust
me,
I'm
always
putting
in
work
like
a
grafter
Don't
wanna
win
a
Bobo
or
a
BAFTA
Can't
send
for
me
and
chat
to
me
after
Throw
man
away
like
leftover
pasta
My
bars
can
cause
a
disaster
Kill
you
like
HIV
but
faster
Bust
your
head
with
an
Xbox
One
adapter
Run
a
man
down
in
a
tractor
Everybody
knows
I'm
gully
like
Gaza
Still
don't
wear
Gucci
or
Prada
Nike
or
Adidas,
what
would
you
rather?
Call
me
your
uncle,
call
me
your
father
When
I
spit
bars
it's
drama
Like
when
you
get
a
fucked
up
haircut
from
a
barber
When
I
go
to
war
it's
like
Pearl
Harbour
Don't
say
anything,
don't
say
nada
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
I'll
make
your
lifespan
shorter
I
am
the
body
transporter
I
specialise
in
pain
and
slaughter
You
know
what
I
mean,
yeah
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