paroles de chanson Dirt - Masters of Ceremony

Don't call it a comeback
I been here for years
Rockin my peers
And puttin suckas in fear
Makin the tears rain down like a monSOON
Listen to the bass go boom!
Yes!
Why are you (...) with me
A maniac psycho
And when I pull out my gun
You better be ready
'Cos it might go blow blow blow blow blow
And y'all like me now
I'm gonna take this ity bity world by storm
And just getting warm!
(I i i i i) I'm going insane
Starting a hurricane
Releasing pain
What'dya know
You can't gain and Maintain
Unless you say my name
Ripping, killing, digging and drillin' a hole
Past the ol' gold
Today I'm dirty
And I want to be pretty
Tomorrow, I know, I'm just dirt!
Yesterday i was pretty
And i want to be dirty
Tomorrow i know i am just dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
YES!
Don't you call this a regular jam
I'm gonna rock this land
I'm gonna take this ity bity world by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm!
Come on!
Shadow boxin when I heard you on the radio
Uh! I just don't know
What made you forget that I was raw?
Tell it to the fuckers on the dancefloor
Yes!
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
Today, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies