Hold on to your snapbacks
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Turn on the mic and I'm ready
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Turn the mic off and I want to turn it on right away so I'm ready
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I'm going for the rewards
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Three zeroes, two at the end
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Singles on the stag
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You roar like hyenas
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We fuck playbacks
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And when I have him there
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So that I am not alone in the chorus
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With the other me, no need for colleagues
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Send views from the show home
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Let your mother believe that you spent the hundred kroner well
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Call me the flow of the year
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I have an image in the mirror
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I don't solve numbers, man, I'm not Sudoku
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And I cram into the beat as much as I can
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And suddenly doubletime is cool
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And don't tell me about humility
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And stage my home, kokote, ah
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And let me breathe
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To turn you on like a hoes ass
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A palette as colorful as Benetton
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I'm benevolent and that's why I press stop
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I don't want to listen to shit like sex with a 15 year old, Joe
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DJ Fatte - IF
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I'm staring down at you like Zayo from the palm tree
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I see the world really fast like Marpo from Harley
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And the fans are yelling at me give, give
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I can rock the stage like Pil C, all I need is a few sentences
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My gang is making a comeback like the Fobia Kid
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And I'm not Rytmus, I pay for my cell phone and apartment from the show
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And I say to the girls it's time to brag and not burn |