Lyrics of Spit

Beat it ! in my boom is the limit
All the peaces (pieces) of my own (body + town) are getting down-down,
In the press >>> the face of my boy is overex...posed.
They composed a funny pose with the poor body cause :
The tales sells better, drama is right with a little touch o’ lie
The truth is a money-quizzzbizz (like in tv series) , so i, buy my dope in a (coffee) shop
What's the last power-fun solution for a kid on the run !
Beat it ! in my boom is the limit
Masta tv'ees spit, spit the pictures in my eyes with the loco media stlyle :
Putting in my head (what’s good) / (what’s bad)
I’ve got a bomb'ho tickin' in my head 'ho
A loco bongo is kickin’ in my head

(the priest = punk) + (the punk = da fight) => it's out of pure spite !!!
The bang of the gang is to blame but the cop’s handcuff leadz the gang to the bang
Medic is the last funked solution for the kid on the run
Beat it ! in my boom is the limit
Masta tv'ees spit, spit the pictures in my eyes

Every-day-every-night the world in on fire
I’ve got a bomb'ho tickin' in my head 'ho
A loco bongo is kickin’ in my head
(what ?)
The bang of the gang is to blame but the cop’s handcuff leadz the gang to the bang
Medic is the last funked solution for the kid on the run
Shakin’ on / movin’ on