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Şarkı Sözleri Yo Skribble I have one question Could you please answer this for me? I gotta know this yo What makes a DJ fresh What makes an MC fresh What makes the Refugees fresh Why are kids getting jealous? Cause we fresh Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh Fresh Fresh, fresh, fresh, that's, fresh Hey you, player, with the dibble and the dabble You wanna battle who? Wyclef or DJ Skribble Hold the stickup it's a freestyle session Skribble where you from man Long Island" Well I'm from Haiti, then Brooklyn, then Jersey With a universal tag, plus I got money in the bag You slept on this musician, plus the hip-hop art Bring your best MC's What? Cause every man got disciples if you ever want a rival Show up, with a mic, and a rifle Wyclef stuck the bank at mid-day And took all of Sony money, in a black van he got away I just got a call from Tommy Mottola He said forget about it "oh my word" So I held John Agrassia, at gunpoint He's shook, callin Donny Aiena, while smokin a joint I said, 'Who's the informer?' They say, 'Michael Malden' I had to take him out "Three the hard way!" The moral of this story don't blame the record company If your record ain't selling you lack creativity But what you want me to say? What what you want me to say huh? Yo I've been trying to get a deal for, years and it ain't What you want me to say? "Hehehehehehe" "Ju-ju-just shut up" "Bite it!" Mix the above three "And I'll kill anyone, who dares to go against me