B.E.T. - Broken English Team
I'm a real rapper, embrace pencils, create scandal
Handle a fuckin beast, peace to the real rebels
Dismantle your business, dig this
P want, p get, p know your weakness
I punch lines, punch faces, despite the ages
Got some motherfuckin' nuts dummy we be courageous
Operation grand swindle, love my pockets when they jingle
Pippi from my people, I doo the wop like flamingos
Shit talkin', makin' scratch with my homie Pito
I'm the roots of evil I got the ruthless ego
Bad to the bone with the bad in the bone
You can sleep, skip all roads lead to Rome
I strike right back, I blast boots for the mic check
1,2 the death, every time it's like a last breath
Get set, right stride to the live show
Night dope, prime call, you never know when I flow
Hardcore technical, I still bring tactics
Got more than metrical, I use mathematics
I bring drama, make things quite drastic
Low tones are real now check out the Matrix
Come quick cause I press accelerators
Step from my ball, chomp like Feraligatr
Get the job done like Big Daddy Kane
Maintain the fast lane when I stress on this heavy game
Straight to the verse, your man p forgot the chorus
Guess who's back on the track mothafucka I bet you noticed
Focus on the broken English team, vibe stroke the lighter
I'm from the city built in circle, i call it cypher
Place of the hardest dwellers, where the magic happens
Cruisin' down the t straight, where bitches sell they asses
Outrage
My crew sing no serenades and use to rock the spot without bein' on stage
I wink at these mothafuckas with the eye of Lucien
I got no love for these mothafuckas, they could backstab lucifer
Pussyclots wicker than a hymen
I wanna be king and plus I got da shinin'
Can you tell me what's gonna happen when I groove on the loop?
Get my best shoes for some good moves
The Fool Crew, now the tree made roots
These are good news, me and techniques got fused
I breakthrough, I'm on the stage, on the right place
I stomp like a rhino when I break loose from my cage
Start bang headbutts to the fuckin screw doc
Just like Homer so you better break it up
Check now why Vibe is always confused
But every time I rap I just get paid my dues
I got you open like Black Moon
So don't talk shit cause you catch me on a black mood
Handle a fuckin beast, peace to the real rebels
Dismantle your business, dig this
P want, p get, p know your weakness
I punch lines, punch faces, despite the ages
Got some motherfuckin' nuts dummy we be courageous
Operation grand swindle, love my pockets when they jingle
Pippi from my people, I doo the wop like flamingos
Shit talkin', makin' scratch with my homie Pito
I'm the roots of evil I got the ruthless ego
Bad to the bone with the bad in the bone
You can sleep, skip all roads lead to Rome
I strike right back, I blast boots for the mic check
1,2 the death, every time it's like a last breath
Get set, right stride to the live show
Night dope, prime call, you never know when I flow
Hardcore technical, I still bring tactics
Got more than metrical, I use mathematics
I bring drama, make things quite drastic
Low tones are real now check out the Matrix
Come quick cause I press accelerators
Step from my ball, chomp like Feraligatr
Get the job done like Big Daddy Kane
Maintain the fast lane when I stress on this heavy game
Straight to the verse, your man p forgot the chorus
Guess who's back on the track mothafucka I bet you noticed
Focus on the broken English team, vibe stroke the lighter
I'm from the city built in circle, i call it cypher
Place of the hardest dwellers, where the magic happens
Cruisin' down the t straight, where bitches sell they asses
Outrage
My crew sing no serenades and use to rock the spot without bein' on stage
I wink at these mothafuckas with the eye of Lucien
I got no love for these mothafuckas, they could backstab lucifer
Pussyclots wicker than a hymen
I wanna be king and plus I got da shinin'
Can you tell me what's gonna happen when I groove on the loop?
Get my best shoes for some good moves
The Fool Crew, now the tree made roots
These are good news, me and techniques got fused
I breakthrough, I'm on the stage, on the right place
I stomp like a rhino when I break loose from my cage
Start bang headbutts to the fuckin screw doc
Just like Homer so you better break it up
Check now why Vibe is always confused
But every time I rap I just get paid my dues
I got you open like Black Moon
So don't talk shit cause you catch me on a black mood
Credits
Writer(s): Flavio Carnevale
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