Green = Hössi's vocals
Blue = Omar's vocals
I give a shit about the kicks that's been coming from the underground
spot beating the pop up, the fuck up that lays all around. Now give
me sound from the other side every night, it's gonna go on and flow
on and on and on and on.
Mister son of a gun I got a run now. My time
is over run you over like a Range Rover. Oh my god incredible superstar,
throw some lyrics make them run like a supercar. When
you know where I'm at, your fatter than fat, 'cause help me god
if I ain't the cool cat. Unequal, it's not even legal, I'm chased
by the rap police like Bugsy Seagel.
Baseline, baseline we've got fools on the case
and their giving me baseline. Baseline, baseline.
Baseline, baseline we've got fools on the case and their giving
me baseline. Baseline, baseline.
Now we're back in the game. The Quarashi pain it's plain I see
the suckers fall out and the fuckers call out: Pick me up. But they
don't know what it's about. I do my shit on the mic and I'm pleasing
the crowd. Jump back, get back or else your getting a smack on your
face just like your daddy used to smack you way back in the days.
This ain't no silly ass game I'm playing, hear what I'm saying,
now start praying.
What we have is breaking us down. x6