Testi musica canzoni

If you want more beats for you buck there's no
luck (x4)

Then there's no luck

Then again if you came for drama then I can't
understand a

Music critics, music critics

Not afraid of a guy who'll tell you he's never
been in a mix

Been in a mix, been in a mix

We're from the grassroots so big up to out
friends

Every crew, every click and every posse

Big up to all the heads not of hypocracy

You're a transistor

Lightning resistor Conducting to the mother Star

That's what you are

Renegade sound system three eleven (x4)

Three eleven (x2)

Brothers from another planet and

Here once again

Automatic (x2)

Quantum saints of the universe

In a holographic

Cosmic Remix (x2)

From the mysterious blue planet

We can breathe anywhere

Underwater, out in space, and in L.A.

Your polluted air's no problem for these homeys