Alba s touto skladbou:
Nomad 2,
Not enough Indians and too many chiefs/
Raps is backwards it was made for the streets/
It's all about a beat/
You got to say something be brief/
[C.MONTS]
Not enough Indians and too many chiefs/
Raps is backwards it was made for the streets/
It's all about a beat/
You got to say something be brief/
I'm out the window with it nigga bitter ain't the word/
Disturbed I am all, but still none of what you heard/
Observe champagne flutes toasted at the winner's table/
So conflicted cause that paper made this record able/
But don't nobody give a fuck about hip hop/
I probably would have died if I ain't go and spit pop/
Now you could talk about LSD /
But steel filled the bank when you stole my cd /
So - I do whatever comes to mind/
Make music for Gs, make music for dimes /
I want to make music still see some dollar signs/
And if you no show, show at folks don't like it then fine/
Hate from your couch you wasn’t supporting anyway/
So why would I base my life on what you niggas say/
But even if I'm singing know forever /
You'd find death before you find someone to do it better /
Not enough Indians and too many chiefs/
Raps is backwards it was made for the streets/
It's all about a beat/
You got to say something be brief/
