Every MC, in this industry, wants one thing To be the best, in the top of their game You want it? Come and get me! [CHORUS] Do what you gotta do - come
I came a long way since back in the day From a teenager trying to make it, rapping this way Ever since I was a kid, I had something to say Rocking Mic
Fresh - forever rhyming eternally saving hip hop I spell it out for you fresh like when my shit drop S-C-R-I-B-E, the S-C chilling at the beach playing
not your stereotypical type of individual , types of individual. far from the nonsense while peeps walk the street in their sleep, i stay conscious ready
[Intro: Savage] Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain'
Yah, yah, I said I?m so high Put me on this year we number 1 Possibly a cheers never thought we be up in here Christchurch city, so pretty in the summer
Yeah, 1,2, yes, yes Uh, Scribble is back Uh I?m from Christchurch the place of my birth My home this earth represent my peep and their worth Phillips
Back when I was 15, the year was 95 I use to dream one day I be the Best rapper alive, I never went to School without my walkman by my Side and
Yeah it's the crusada, and i don't think yo ready, i thought i told y'all We can not stop now, NEW ZEALAND hip hop, stand the f*ck up, we got it locked
Yeah, it?s the remix, P-Money on the beat Ya know how we do it this ma girl?s song So ladies listen up this 'bout my lady She knows who she is ay yo let
Things aren't exactly what I thought they would be I won't pretend, disappointment's never free The sky's on fire, feels like the sky's on fire I may
Yeah, yeah, and no one like me Yeah, yeah, yeah, congratulations, we made it Welcome to the crusader, it's been a long time coming yo But I'm here now
And I made through, and I made it through the, Oh and i made it through the rain and the cold through the dark all alone my life hit rock bottom i had
And i hope you feel my pain Hope you dont forget my name For the cause i claim and the reason i came..tell me was it all in vain? i work ball and chain
Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies Chords into
Now some people like to fight, others don't And some people like to write but others won't Me, I think out of the two heres the one I wanna do If you
She's got a car crash for a soul through restriction and repetition I'm growing old And it doesn't feel like this Everyone doesn't know what they really
(Un Kasa) im the magnificent maroco,seats are peacata,quick ta let the glock blow,chrome straight ta carta,asta minyata when u fuckin wit kasa,da gun