Spit Low Lyrics

Beat it in my boom is the limit
All the pieces of my own body and town are getting down down
In the press the face of my boy is overex
Posed, they composed a funny pose with the poor body 'cause
The tales sells better, drama is right with a little touch, of lie
The truth is a money-quizzbizz like in TV series
So I buy my dope in a shop
What's the last power-fun solution for a kid on the run
Hey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Beat it in my boom is the limit
Masta TVs spit spit the pictures in my eyes
The lights are like I like tonight media rolls in my mind
I've got a bomb oh tickin' in my head oh
Loco bongo is kickin' in my head
I've got a bomb oh tickin' in my head oh
Loco bongo
The bang of the gang is to blame but the cop's handcuff leads the gang to the bang
Medic is the last funked solution for the kid on the run
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

The truth is a money-quizzzbizz like in tv series
So I buy my dope in a shop
What's the last power-fun solution for a kid on the run
Hey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go
Why you wanna go

Beat it in my boom is the limit
Masta TVs spit, spit the pictures in my eyes
Every-day-every-night the world in on fire
Spit