Tricky Brand New You're Retro текст песни, слова песни Brand New You're Retro Tricky
Tricky - Brand New You're Retro
i set my ego on fantastic.
still, you're fuckin' with my plastic
take a second and medicate it
dedicated, medicated,
they bend and break me
overrate me
i take a small piece and make it breathe
it takes a second to wreck
Takes a second for a hit sucka niggas won't believe
They stress me, test me, vex me
So what, you got a gun?
that shit don't impress me
you, you, you always walks with a crew
you're a motherfucker cos' you're not alone...
(and) you don't think i'm a brother, then check my chromosome
brand new, you're retro
i already passed you on a 1-2
i've been cued to this already
Bullet to the head.
bullet to the head, do you think I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You wanna represent my attention?
You need more than a mike and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
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