Lyrics:
Get it in gear, you bringin' up the rear
Comp aint nathin
We spit a doctrine you can put your faith in
Battle me better have a sick plan
Come wit'
Jeunesse gâchée, c'qui m'a sauvé, c'est pas la chance
J'me revois chargé en train d'faire les tes-comp dans la chambre
C'qui m'a sauvé, c'est pas la chance
continuer
11.43, j'fais les tes-comp, les ennemis me font pas peur
Le four ouvre à midi, j'ai des outils dans l'jean
La vengeance veut prendre le dessus,
m'a dit "le litre c'est tant"
J'voudrais bien t'expliquer mais je té-comp, j'ai pas l'temps
Que la mif, que la mif, que la mif, que la mif
Rien n'a
a tape with 'em" (yeah)
It's time to kill a comp, truthfully, I'm through embracin' 'em (feel me?)
It's friendly comp, that ain't dissin' (it is)
Ain't
France et de-
-Navarre
Parfaitement comp-
Parfaitement comp-
-Pétitive
En c'qui concerne les con-
C'qui concerne les con-
-Quêtes auditives
tel-lement seul ce soir
Hey boy tu peux com-pter sur moi
Hey boy t'es tel-l'ment seul ce soir
per-son-ne il n'y a mais tu peux comp-ter sur moi
Hey boy t'es
to the sound all because of you
I'm through with being tentative
I'm Boy Sand, ultra competitive
Representative my only comp is myself
My only comp is goin’
Feel the beat of the drum
Move like ya really wanna be number 1
You can beat out the comp
Run like ya really wanna be at the top
Stop adrenaline rush
(yeah)
Off in this rap game (yeah) I got no comp (yeah)
I'm on them 2-4's (yeah) I'm in that new Range (yeah)
Yeah its the same shit (yeah) but its
and Plirens
Runnin' from the sirens
Don't know how to comp
But work the fuck out a triple beam
Eliminate niggas like Calgon (Calgon)
If there was
the porcupine
Who longs to cling
Keeping comp'ny is tricky, it can get pretty sticky
In the Spring, Spring, Spring
Comp-town in the muthafuckin house
Nigga don't know well I tell ya like this
West Hollywood Hills
That's the deal, fool
You know I know the rules..)
The level of comp has never been thinner
It's a runaway race where I'm the winner
It's unreal, they call the law
And claimed I had
and I watch jeff win em
He stomp the comp got cuts like venom
Doper than coke the boys just def
d-j j-azzy jeff
on stage getting ill beside me
hands
I'm on the same thing
I chew the comp and spit 'em out just like its big league
Driving stick can't throw me top inside this six speed
Summer sixteen,
dirty Harry, we're a punk rock band
When it's sold off CBGB's I don't understand
All that's left now are the t-shirts and the comp' for a good plan
I
the porcupine
Who longs to cling
Keeping comp'ny is tricky, it can get pretty sticky
In the Spring, Spring, Spring
Slow down baby
Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest
til there are none
So romance and dance and prance, a to the chants of
Well I stomp and chomp, all comp-etition
Make break and take you cold on,
kurupted!
(Look homie) I'm from C-O-MP TO-aNy
Nigga can get it
The little homie strapped and he with it
At the Avalanche swap-meet (what's up fool)
Blunt
to this
2Pacalpyse, now jack you better brace
Cause I'm thumpin' it up and pumpin'
It up with hellafied bass if ya comp rolls
Throw blows until they back
askin' to get cut
Comp-town started this shit
So nigga, what? We all fucked up
But y'all lucked up nigga brown nosin'
Drop this nigga shit
Had a whole
Punk Comp California
Green - REM
Burning Farm cassette - Shonen Knife
Typical Girls - Slit's
Combat Rock - The Clash void
Faith EP - Void faith
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