paroles de chanson Whasgood?! - blackwave.
Raw,
live,
direct
from
the
dome
It's
the
funk
master
blast
ya
with
ridiculous
tone
We
set
the
rhythm,
the
groove,
with
nu'n
to
lose
Box's
all
up
in
your
face
hit
like
dominick
cruz
We
brought
the
juice,
the
food
to
get
ya
system
improved
To
get
ya
head
bop,
that
head
bop
what
I
try
to
induce
When
I
mix
up,
consume,
leave
the
crowd
with
amazement
Once
they
sync
to
my
frequency
like
radio
station
Cause
the
flow
is
fire,
style
is
gifted
as
shown
Once
it's
delivered,
see
you
shiver
from
ya
flesh
to
the
bone
Leave
the
speaker's
status
blown
when
i
get
on
that
microphone
With
'em
rhymes
in
my
pocket
I
pop
it,
I
rock
it,
I
own
Ya
energy,
energy,
all
i
need
to
get
you
what
you
need
Every,
every,
enemy,
turned
to
friend
for
I
proceed
You
dig
it,
you
feel
it,
right?
which
was
the
intention
Hey,
thanks
for
being
subject
to
my
latest
invention
Cruising
all
night
long
Get
things
off
my
mind
All
I
ever
wanted
was
Good
life,
good
love
Can't
get
things
off
my
mind
And
all
I
ever
wanted
was
Gimme
a
break
(give
him
a
break)
I
gots
to
go
and
get
it,
no
debate
(no
debate)
All
this
trouble
on
my
mind,
i
gotta
shake
it
(shake
it)
Kick
it
out
my
dome
and
get
to
playing
(playaa!)
Push
the
gas,
the
gas,
rev
the
engine,
make
it
blast
Better
get
my
ass
to
class,
make
it
fast
cuz'
i'm
tryna
pass
and
twist
Every
single
plot,
on
every
single
shot
Exceed
them
expectations
as
expected
round
the
clock
That's
why
I
ain't
pushing
no
breaks
Until
this
shit
breaks
me
Until
all
hell
breaks
loose
and
They
ask
me:
'What's
good?'
Imma
tell
'em:
'All
good,
still
at
it
Working
on
myself
like
an
ill
medic
Still
headed
to
the
top
with
the
top
off
Need
a
Cadillac
'for
I
can
take
some
time
off'
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