Letra da Música Spotlighting de The Chicharones

Didn't know better debt is old let em know
That I got to get ahead before I'm old
I been a dope fiend, sold dope so mean
So close to the edge of hope
Everybody loves a comeback some acts
Hit the crapper and never come back
But chicha-ro-nies are like pizza parties
You know that we never come wack

The spotlight's on it's on again
It goes on, put on my threads and get prepared to rip (e I o)
The chicharones are the shit. (u a)
So if you don't know then now you know
There's a place I know where people go just to get their fix. (e I o)
Where the chi chi's are the shit... (u a y)
Chi chis are the shit

Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got
Whatcha got, whatcha got I got to get it now
I'm a good man, bad boy, automated rap deploy-er
Part time employer, headliner, show opener
Brainstorm weather vein, eardrum medicine
Catch the feeling while you can, let me take you away!

I'm just an old man, dated rapper
Accidental baby daddy, day dreamer to this day. (eh eh eh)
I'm a nice guy, heart breaker
Part time hard worker, but my work is more like play. (eh eh)
I've been around the world
Round the block, ran around round the clock found a
Girl around the way. (eh eh eh)
I'm a go-getter goldmine, show setter punchline specialist
When I... when I... when I take it away

Life is just a party, you can go meet anybody
Don't ever let nobody stop you
From reachin the top and grabbing the spotlight
Take it away!
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got
Whatcha got, whatcha got I got to get it now
I'm a good man bad man shoot em up with a bad man
Can you feel the heat? Lick a shot with a cap gun
Been a skuzzbucket, hug a buzz, sluggin it back
Punchbuggy! No punch back!

Middle class moms, caught me doing drugs
Making out with their daughters on the couch in the rec room
We would watch a movie, sipping on a mickey
She would my dickey... jeans, I mean
And then things would get sticky. Wwhat's a little hickey?
Between friends it depends on when and who ends it
Get back to bumping on the back of the breeze
And pull back the brrap so you can actually eat