Stop, step back as I damage your brain
Heart have an attackbut can ya take the
pain
I´m going lowso where ya gonna go
What are you gonna do?
Comin´from the stow you know
We´er comin´for true and
the mic is in my hand
just like a sawn off
boom boom bang
I´ll take your head off
don´t try to step to the stage
I´m in a rage
Cut you down to the floor and make the front page
Love ain´t nothing but mother fuckin´power
Kids on the corner gotta new role model
Rizzla called skins
Swigging lager from da bottle
Hanging out in stolen cars, behind bars
A year later
They´re out on the street
They´re selling drugs to get by
Peddling, pushing
call it what you will
They get high
some wanna kill
another life before it´s begun
You gotta warn ém quick before it´s done
Love ain´t nothing but mother fuckin´power
born with a spoon in your mouth
from your mother torn
They should have never pulled you out
I´m notflowin´with the flavour
That I gave ya for fun
I´m just explodin´on the microphone
Unloading like a gun
I´m like a demon devil rebel
with the level and the treble
never slowing or stopping
or dropping lines like a beginner
I´m a 12" boar today
and I can blow you away ( 3x )
Love ain´t nothing but mother fuckin´power.
compositores: ANTHONY MICHAEL MORTIMER
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