Letras:
Little Boots Beat Again

Z departed And these other rap labels know don't feed they artists Talkin blueprint shit you got three garages Gettin money off Roc like little E and carter Showin off your little

poured a little brew in your IV Don't die, oh you tryin to speak Fuck you, your punches are weak, ehhh So bitch, you wanna talk shit again I jumped up

got to love me Your lady wanna shove me and your kids wanna hug me A nigga fuckin like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again I do it all legal again

you hold me in your arms (Yeah) I sing it again {Say it again} So come on, come on, come on, come on (So what?) and {Take it} Take another little piece

They can't beat me, so they try to eat me! They can't keep me, so they try to freak me Positive sin, again and again, degrees in a spin Verbs all your

again I've come to learn whatever time I can find to spend Taking flight into whatever light we bend Out on the street I get a beat and then I turn it to ten Lace boots

build stages in my mind, and it's all an act All I'm tryin to do is keep my pockets fat With this pimp game, and these funky beats Now here's a little

And it won't be long 'til everybody knows That Milo's on the beat box, knowing that Milo's on the beat box Knowing that Milo's on the beat box, going

poured a little brew in your IV Don't die, oh you tryin' to speak Fuck you, your punches are weak, eheh So bitch, you wanna talk shit again I jumped