Песня того самого "больного" =)
Rap To World
I'm only one Mitch
But you deserve two.
Homies permit me
To serve you ага, мальчик по вызову =)
One hot rap
coming right up
And what does Ill Mitch
Want in his cup?
Mello Yello
What? Hello fellow
It get me high strung
Just like a cello
It give me energy
'n a tight feeling
Make want to
Dance on white ceiling
No drug dealing
Only fun wording
Honeys on my jammy
Always be flirting
Chorus: Hey world,
I'm rapping to you!
All you people
Are in my crew
Skate, punch, rap
Is what I happen to do.
Mitch is Ill
True! *подписываясь* Он ведь и вправду больной... =)
You take away my anger
Take away my pain
It make me strong
It make me gain
Whenever I hit bag
Whenever I punch
Whenever I eat
Favorite food for lunch
I get a lot of energy
Get a lot of rap
If you can't punch while rap:
Shut your trap!
I have this bag since Russia ()
That is why I crush-a
Anyway, back to my flowing
Be careful punch and throwing
Chorus.
Угагага.