4 Lyn "Brompton-City-Anthem" |
this one for the individuals that surround me everyday,when i�m at home,smokin� bones in the coo-coo�s-way. day in and day out,it�s the same old song, inside of my livingroom, until we�re dead and gone. "who got weed?", "if you come over bring something to eat!", "who�s rollin�the next one?", "the uncle indeed!" 4-20 to the fullest and it ain�t no stoppin�... we drink beer,no christal�s poppin�. yo,it�s on but the tv is out, "ohhhhh....!" "has anybody seen the fukkin�remote controle?" "NO?" "how can it be?everynight it�s nowhere to find!" "yo,you sit on that damn thing,muthafukka,are you blind??" switch the damn thing on,what do we have here? "nothing!" "yo,who the fukk knokked over my beer??" "it wasn�t me!" "yo�mama came over and did it!" "ahh,fukk you!" "ey yo, puff, puff-give, dikker!" yeah,i�m with it... hangin�in my house is a daily routine. why don�t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean? six red eyes blinkin in the dark... and you can smell our buddha-smoke even if you�re in new york, when it�s on... for years we keep doin this. known for bein�not much more than just this. BROMPTON CITY! yo, baby that�s the deal. it�s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill! BROMPTON CITY! for years we keep doin�that. known for bein�not much more than just glad. BROMPTON CITY! yo baby, that�s the spot. it�s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!! we�re jokin�about each other and other muthafukkers around. when it comes to KTS you hear us laughin� loud. let ma introduce "redhead","rottweiler" and "zed"... "alder, noch so�ne t�de und ich muss ins bett!" we laugh harder when we�re surfin� though the world wide web. guestbook-terror,when we �re fukkin� up the internet. big up to "fast-h" and the rest of them gringos.who don�t understand our brompton-city-lingo! "yo nas, why don�t you light up another bone?", "pikk up the phone!", "yo,it�s samira and she�s all alone!", "yo,gimme that!", "yo,babygirl,what�s up?" "nothing, but i guess you three muthafukkers are high as fukk!" that�s right, becuz� we�re living in a world of fog. we make them dogs bark and my silly neighbours talk. everynight we turn green like the incredible hulk. "yo,that shit is bangin�!" oh,my god! hangin�on my couch is a daily routine. why don�t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean? six eyes still red, cuz�we�re high again, and you can smell our buddha-smoke even i� youre in japan, when it�s on! for years we keep doin this. known for bein� not much more than just this. BROMPTON CITY! yo, baby that�s the deal. it�s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill! BROMPTON CITY! for years we keep doin�that. known for bein�not much more than just glad. BROMPTON CITY! yo baby, that�s the spot. it�s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!! Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |