4 Lyn

4 Lyn - Brompton-City-Anthem songtekst

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day in and day out,it´s the same old song, inside of my livingroom, until we´re dead and gone.

"who got weed?",

"if you come over bring something to eat!",

"who´s rollin´the next one?",

"the uncle indeed!"

4-20 to the fullest and it ain´t no stoppin´...

we drink beer,no christal´s poppin´.

yo,it´s on but the tv is out,

"ohhhhh....!"

"has anybody seen the fukkin´remote controle?"

"NO?"

"how can it be?everynight it´s nowhere to find!"

"yo,you sit on that damn thing,muthafukka,are you blind??"

switch the damn thing on,what do we have here?

"nothing!"

"yo,who the fukk knokked over my beer??"

"it wasn´t me!"

"yo´mama came over and did it!"

"ahh,fukk you!"

"ey yo, puff, puff-give, dikker!"

yeah,i´m with it...



hangin´in my house is a daily routine.

why don´t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean?

six red eyes blinkin in the dark...

and you can smell our buddha-smoke even if you´re in new york,

when it´s on...



for years we keep doin this.

known for bein´not much more than just this.

BROMPTON CITY!

yo, baby that´s the deal.

it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill!

BROMPTON CITY!

for years we keep doin´that.

known for bein´not much more than just glad.

BROMPTON CITY!

yo baby, that´s the spot.

it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!!



we´re jokin´about each other and other muthafukkers around.

when it comes to KTS you hear us laughin´ loud.

let ma introduce "redhead","rottweiler" and "zed"...

"alder, noch so´ne tüde und ich muss ins bett!"

we laugh harder when we´re surfin´ though the world wide web.

guestbook-terror,when we ´re fukkin´ up the internet.

big up to "fast-h" and the rest of them gringos.who don´t understand our brompton-city-lingo!

"yo nas, why don´t you light up another bone?",

"pikk up the phone!",

"yo,it´s samira and she´s all alone!",

"yo,gimme that!",

"yo,babygirl,what´s up?"

"nothing, but i guess you three muthafukkers are high as fukk!"

that´s right, becuz´ we´re living in a world of fog.

we make them dogs bark and my silly neighbours talk.

everynight we turn green like the incredible hulk.

"yo,that shit is bangin´!"

oh,my god!



hangin´on my couch is a daily routine.

why don´t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean?

six eyes still red, cuz´we´re high again,

and you can smell our buddha-smoke even i´ youre in japan,

when it´s on!



for years we keep doin this.

known for bein´ not much more than just this.

BROMPTON CITY!

yo, baby that´s the deal.

it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill!

BROMPTON CITY!

for years we keep doin´that.

known for bein´not much more than just glad.

BROMPTON CITY!

yo baby, that´s the spot.

it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!!
                   
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