🍪 En cliquant "Ok", vous acceptez le stockage de cookies sur votre appareil afin d'améliorer la navigation sur le site, d'analyser l'utilisation du site et de nous aider dans nos efforts de marketing.
Yeah, microphone checker, I step in swinging sticks like an Alpha 5 repper I'm pretty with it, I get low, shoulder shit me with it I even kick when I spin and hit the city limits I'm a zombie, I'm somebody Last night I blocked six hoes, a block party Hell, I'm zombie, illy and marching in rap gnarly When I'm in Gotham City, tell Joker I fucked Harley Grim Reaper, Oakland ether to a rap diva Your girl box been rotten, gave you cabin fever I pull out a desert eagle and lift you and leave it I bet it make you see God turn you to a believer Bitches get stuck when they see me, it's like bee-bee If your eyes white and I can't see you, you John Cena I said I wasn't DC ******, thought I was a superhero Now I'm headed back to New Jerusalem, count him as the Nero