Tekster:
T Rock Had To Clown

: (feat. C-Mac, 6 Shot, Miss T) [T-Rock] Now give the skrilla to the mack puffing killer green in this trilla scene I got ho's who commit more sins

rock the fuck out I don't know 'bout everyone else Whatever we don't make, we gonna take, motherfucker Get this straight and fix your face I ain't gotta

Check the time it's around that hour lil niggaz they ain't around that powder They ain't super or luigi or Mario, ain't found that power plus they couldn't

the streets let the whole world know it This the chance for your big career don't blow it Or get it blown from the top gun nigga I ain't finished talkin

is a Taurus the bull I drink old English, and I do get full If you're wondering why I don't stop my rap 'Cause other M C's can't rock like that My music

Might front you a cue if you buy a pound If you didn't try it then, why would you try it now? Then 'cause mac rat wouldn't fire a round into your crown

go [Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when

t afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don't work, OG, then you don't eat "You don't work, you can't eat" (Repeat

shoe's wearin' thin Had to be the biggest clown, that you couldn't comprehend Some hated on my game, said I wouldn't be the same Called me, Rock Superstar