| It's time to play big in Majvertil's pocket.
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| I am here again so that all your daring plans collapse.
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| They are waiting for my lunch of silence, but I will eat them for dinner.
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| All their image, a screen behind it, I will clamp the marshmallows around.
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| Gostrollers in the genre and I'm not talking about concerts now.
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| Random stars where most are defective.
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| I'm rooted into the scene like a Joshua tree.
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| All your peak business is fake in it, everything is small and cheap.
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| I smoke their heads and talk about stupid heads.
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| You sold your ass, but your profit is unprofitably small.
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| You want to know about battle rap, bitch, I'm in front of you.
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| You poke your diary when I battled on the front line.
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| I, like a tomograph, look inside your skull.
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| What are you comparing with me f*ck your stalk is short.
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| Say thank you that I was sent to the genre as a savior.
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| If you want to know who is the boss, now ask universal yourself.
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| Chorus:
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| Every day upstairs - not a step back
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| All your rap faded - give them heat
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| Here for the sake of victories - drive the loshara
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| Unstoppable in battle, battle is my power.
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| Forever hungry, forever young, forever greyhound
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| I fly where other rappers find it easier to crawl
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| I appear once every half a year to bring up the nix
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| After you the microphone needs miramistin whores
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| Rap cockerel you are on the bird's rights
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| The time to shoot has come this is my personal Provence
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| I will be here when all your stars are gone
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| I cast on your style, they cast me from steel
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| Milligan uncompromising giant
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| Caused all MCs to have a heart attack and dumped
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| One-wicket game, competitors do not take out the pace
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| MS know what awaits them when they hear a formidable timbre
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| They seem to be guzzling miscalin, they imagine glory
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| Diss them like Tyson slaps the weak
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| Say thank you that I was sent to the genre as a savior
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| If you want to know who is the boss, now ask universal yourself.
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| Chorus:
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| Every day upstairs - not a step back
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| All your rap faded - give them heat
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| Here for the sake of victories - drive the loshara
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| Unstoppable in battle, battle is my power.
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| Those who now hear me, hands in the air
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| Hands in the air, hands in the air
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| This style that glows in the dark like phosphorus
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| Like phosphorus, like phosphorus
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| Chorus:
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| Every day upstairs - not a step back.
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| All your rap faded - give them heat.
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| Here, for the sake of victories, drive a horse.
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| Unstoppable in battle, battle is my power. |