Spit Low - Shaka Ponk

Beat it in my boom is the limit

All the pieces of my own body and 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, of lie

The truth is a money-quizzbizz like in TV series

So I buy my dope in a shop

What’s the last power-fun solution for a kid on the run

Hey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Beat it in my boom is the limit

Masta TVs spit spit the pictures in my eyes

The lights are like I like tonight media rolls in my mind

I’ve got a bomb oh tickin' in my head oh

Loco bongo is kickin' in my head

I’ve got a bomb oh tickin' in my head oh

Loco bongo

The bang of the gang is to blame but the cop’s handcuff leads the gang to the

bang

Medic is the last funked solution for the kid on the run

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

The truth is a money-quizzzbizz like in tv series

So I buy my dope in a shop

What’s the last power-fun solution for a kid on the run

Hey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Shakin' on, movin' on, shakin' on, movin' on, heyhey

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Why you wanna go

Beat it in my boom is the limit

Masta TVs spit, spit the pictures in my eyes

Every-day-every-night the world in on fire

Spit

(Merci à celine pour cettes paroles)