| If they come, they come, they look, they see, if they listen, they understand.
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| They go after eleven
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| 'Cause gekko here and there at the wolf yes I went to the lot
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| I wrote my rhymes and got high
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| I wrote these words sitting down and holding a pen.
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| I was horny by looking into her eyes
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| Gekko is my name
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| My nickname is not afraid of anyone, let's get started
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| I tear it up I make it happen
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| Jokes aside, the gekko also gets serious on the microphone
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| I play with my words, arm myself with my rhymes
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| I also overtake the one in front of me
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| Because did I come or give
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| Did he lay or show my rap?
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| Did he mention it to him as well?
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| Asking who's number one
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| That the others are ruined is mars
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| Like a flower in winter withering under the snow
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| Where are you guys, come out old folks
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| Let the guests see you, but that's enough
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| Gekko gets fed up and leaves as soon as he enters
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| I don't care about most subjects, I don't look back if I die
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| I do not understand, I do not interfere, because
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| I don't think it will do me any good.
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| If those who think, think
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| Let those who believe and bleed and burn burn
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| Let the lightning strike you and blow your mind
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| Let this world sink, let this dream end
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| Look at me, my eyes are in blood, frisch fresh, I miss you so much
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| No, my fluffy words
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| This is how my eyes look and seek
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| Don't get me wrong, this boy is crazy
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| Well done to you when you say you say good shit
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| Dirty acrobats, get on the line and jump on my side
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| On the king's crown the stars have fallen in my hair
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| Don't you ever smile for nothing
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| It will be your turn one day, don't jump
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| What did you do, what do you know, open the hip hop page and enter
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| Your hands will burn, now your eyes will explode, who do you think was
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| Open your eyes, look at me, understand from my bloody eyes
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| Don't sell pop as hip hop don't get pissed off man
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| The crow ate shit called wake up stress hyena your sleep is forbidden to you
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| My money is in pieces, don't tear yourself apart
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| You wouldn't understand hip hop until you hit it, if you catch a bird with your mouth
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| If you are ice, you will melt, if you are fire, you will go out.
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| You get old and you collapse like hell
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| Don't challenge the years, I think everything is in vain
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| Don't try to scribble and look at your history
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| Don't stay in the same spot, doze off, give it a try
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| Ask the one who knows this business, the one who brings the real rap
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| Seeing high self-depressing words
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| Yours is just wannabe stress rap itself
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| Yes, my hyena is red, what's your face?
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| What you call rap is not the weather, it's my street life
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| Stress goes on long thin nights
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| Don't bring a guide to the village to everything you know and see. |