Из альбома: Matangi
Them, free-free, them
Them, free-free, them....
[Verse]
I’m so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddes of word, b-tches I’m a keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out
Let the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out
Big on the underground, can’t knock me down
Vicki Leekx b-tches better buy it on demand
I can say lots with a little words or few like
I’ll introduce you do the zundum zudums
Come let me go, do you like my perfume?
Made it at home with some gasoline and shrooms
Oil and water are two extremes
We like f-cking carpets, you like f-cking brooms
Why is your tattoo some ugly looking thing?
I got many designs they're adding on Bing
My cousins got his DCS he's decorating
He’s handy you might need him when I'm finishing what I’m saying
Let’s be frank you must damn understand
I don’t care what you smell what you f-cking drank
Alotta be pissed their mates we were yanks
Cause it’s not me and you, it's the f-cking banks!
Bring the noise when we run upon them
Bring the noise when we run upon them
Paper, scissors, stone or bomb
Can’t touch this cause you get outdone
Bring the noise when we run upon them
Bring the noise when we run upon them
Free them, free them, free them, free them (freedom - freedom)
Bring the noise when we run upon them
Bring the noise when we run upon them