No champagne

(Are you ready,or what?)
So here I come
Save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger
Right in front of ya eyes
U see me standin wit da mic in da right hand
Aint that aight,man (come on!!)
5 Bucks entry and da drinks arent 4 free
The bartenders trippinand ya girl is lookinat me
Typical - tropical heat...chewingum on ya seat
Yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed
Tell me, whats da reason,yo
Why do u came? Why do ya blame?
The band is giving everything
Oh,now u say that its 2 loud
Do u think that it is silent when u shout?
Tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
You wanna criticize me?
Yeah,I can feel it in the air
Adrenaline is risin,homes,yo
Ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and I can feel it in my bones
Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
Fight,fight,fight,fight me!
Drink no champagne!
(Its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up!its a stikk-up,yo,its a stikk-up....its a stikk-up,fukk!!)
Yo,I hear ya screamin4 payback,bitch,but I have 2 disapoint u
Cuz I dont swing tecs or baseballbats
So I guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u
And I wont explain da rules 2 times 4 u
Wake up early,son,first come-first serve
Speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve
The crowd wants 2 be entertained
So whatcha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me
Drink no champagne! (its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up,its a stikk-up,yo its a stikk-up,its a stikk-up,boy!!....)