sinds 1991 active bezig met honda,s
vel honda,s gehad zoals mt 5 mt 8 mb mbx 110 rothmans mtx honda cr 125 honda cr 250 honda ss50,s honda c50honda xl500 en dan nu eindelijk een honda crm 75
vatos locos 4-ever
in me vrije ijd schiet ik kleiduiven met wat maten,.
daarna altijd ff wat drinken in de cantine
Pack it up
Pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around, jump around, jump around
Jump up jump up and get down
Jump X18
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your girl steps up
I'm smacking the ho
Word to your moms
I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son
I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
'Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun (shotgun)
But if you do you're a fool
'Cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill
Come get your fill
'Cause when I shoot to give
I shoot to kill
I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around, jump around, jump around
Jump up jump up and get down
Jump X18
Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump around
I'm no clown, I get down
To the funk, listen to the wig out
And step to the rear, dear, 'cause I'm here
The P to the E to the T E rockin'
The runs in your stockin'
So hon, put the lock in
Chillin' with the House of Pain
Blood stains the ground
Huh, I jump around