Brompton-city Anthem

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    this one for the individuals that surround me everyday,
    when i´m at home,smokin´ bones in the coo-coo´s-way.
    day in and day out,it´s the same old song,
    inside of my livingroom, until we´re dead and gone.
    "who got weed?",
    "if you come over bring something to eat!",
    "who´s rollin´the next one?",
    "the uncle indeed!"
    4-20 to the fullest and it ain´t no stoppin´...
    we drink beer,no christal´s poppin´.
    yo,it´s on but the tv is out,
    "ohhhhh....!"
    "has anybody seen the fukkin´remote controle?"
    "NO?"
    "how can it be?everynight it´s nowhere to find!"
    "yo,you sit on that damn thing,muthafukka,are you
    blind??"
    switch the damn thing on,what do we have here?
    "nothing!"
    "yo,who the fukk knokked over my beer??"
    "it wasn´t me!"
    "yo´mama came over and did it!"
    "ahh,fukk you!"
    "ey yo, puff, puff-give, dikker!"
    yeah,i´m with it...

    hangin´in my house is a daily routine.
    why don´t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean?
    six red eyes blinkin in the dark...
    and you can smell our buddha-smoke even if you´re in new york,
    when it´s on...

    for years we keep doin this.
    known for bein´not much more than just this.
    BROMPTON CITY!
    yo, baby that´s the deal.
    it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill!
    BROMPTON CITY!
    for years we keep doin´that.
    known for bein´not much more than just glad.
    BROMPTON CITY!
    yo baby, that´s the spot.
    it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!!

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    we´re jokin´about each other and other muthafukkers around.
    when it comes to KTS you hear us laughin´ loud.
    let ma introduce "redhead","rottweiler" and
    "zed"...
    "alder, noch so´ne tüde und ich muss ins bett!"
    we laugh harder when we´re surfin´ though the world wide web.
    guestbook-terror,when we ´re fukkin´ up the internet.
    big up to "fast-h" and the rest of them gringos
    who don´t understand our brompton-city-lingo!
    "yo nas, why don´t you light up another bone?",
    "pikk up the phone!",
    "yo,it´s samira and she´s all alone!",
    "yo,gimme that!",
    "yo,babygirl,what´s up?"
    "nothing, but i guess you three muthafukkers are high as
    fukk!"
    that´s right, becuz´ we´re living in a world of fog.
    we make them dogs bark and my silly neighbours talk.
    everynight we turn green like the incredible hulk.
    "yo,that shit is bangin´!"
    oh,my god!

    hangin´on my couch is a daily routine.
    why don´t you pay a little visit and find out what i mean?
    six eyes still red, cuz´we´re high again,
    and you can smell our buddha-smoke even i´ youre in japan,
    when it´s on!

    for years we keep doin this.
    known for bein´ not much more than just this.
    BROMPTON CITY!
    yo, baby that´s the deal.
    it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to chill!
    BROMPTON CITY!
    for years we keep doin´that.
    known for bein´not much more than just glad.
    BROMPTON CITY!
    yo baby, that´s the spot.
    it´s a nice place to visit, but a better place to rokk!!!

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    Composición: Sascha Carrilho

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