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The britaican

by Ice MC


B.r.i.t.a.i.c.a.n. x4

Hey you it´s the Nottingham bro´
I´m comin´ at ya fast not comin´ slow
with the style thats mad so come follow
I´m no begginer I guest you could say pro´
I´m not jokin´ or no crack smokin´
livin´ large an other suckers be chokin´
give me a beat I turn on the heat you move ya feet
an then ya ready for me baby
Fat like Luciano Pavarotti
sounds more funky than the lyrical shit he kick
this is a hit no it can´t be a miss
I´m not hearin´ it if suckers be trying to dis
this is a freestyle style that´s free you
see free because I don´t pay no money
this is flavor time the britadecable stuff
of this shit you just can´t get enough
B.r.i.t.a.i.c.a.n.
B.r.i.t.a.i.c.a.n.
Bruce Lee couldn´t kick this kinda style
wick wicked ´cause this brother is versitile
dread locks on my head like a palm tree
give me the big fist when you see me
one two three o´clock four o´clock rock
round the clock ´till the partys done
just follow me don´t follow the flock
´cause I´m takin´ you high and I´m the one
boom bang boom boom boom the bang
let me do my thing
I get crazy high ´cause I´m crazy fly
I got crazy skills I´m that g.u.y.
I´m not acting tough yo I never bluff
I just get the job done with the funky stuff
d.e.v.a.s.t.a.t.i.n.g. yo thats me thed

B.r.i.t.a.i.c.a.n. x6





 

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