Oneyed Jack - Tribes Songtexte

T know my peolpe grow but i wanna know
how they came up from the source.
Tribes.
Well an i still in the doubt,
between
two ways
two sounds
the prophet Mike and i,
spit on the beat,
beat you in the streets bastard back
in their own shit,
i got my man kind of the kings
is at door,
check out the real sir,
is the simplest
the coolest who put motherfuckers our,
say yo is the strongest,
et les langues de pute,
dans leur putain de langue je les butent,
critique mon frère
critique mais loin de toi se poursuit la lutte,
l'attitude fonctionnaire
bien encrée dans l'atmosphère,
l'attitude de mes frères
si tu veux critiquer mon frère,
oneyed jeck te donne la matière,
allez viens.
I'm callig for war
swear it don't you wanna break the vibes
from South America North and the China,
always the same problems,
resolution always take the same turn,
who the hell are you to be judge,
witness,
we make you a funky smile
Who the hell is wild?
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