(Intro) [Corus] Yes Sir! What, what, Yes sir! What, what, Yes sir! What, what, Yes sir! [Verse 1] With offence in your eye im like deacon tay
Tradução: Guerrilla Negro. Sí, señor.
going in that "Yes Sir" We're going to paranoia And I can't never pleased up Why you are so glam. We're going in that "Yes Sir" We're going to paranoia