| If you call me I'll come running
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| Everything about you interests me passionately
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| Sausage as others call you because I don't know you like I do
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| Haven't felt your face like I've ever felt with my hands
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| Close to her had as I never heard how you speak
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| Not knowing the light you radiate because you shine
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| Like the sun they don't know what you mean
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| Haven't seen any of the many details on you
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| Stay hidden from me believe me my heart is yours
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| The finest poetry and the most crass prose
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| True words full of depth that are too deep for poser
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| What started out as a casual pastime of fun
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| It then became more serious than words can put it into words
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| And stay exciting you dress me, feed me well and express me
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| give me shelter and refuge like a home you are my house
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| But you build me up and I don't build you up and that's awesome
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| Even if the weirdos don't like it, I'm your guest and you, my dear, you have it
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| My love is the rap of the stage as well as the mic
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| I'm always there with flows as tight as cheech and chong from smello wide
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| That means at gigs almost always high for the text always pen and paper with you
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| I stick to it and free myself with raps on fat tracks
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| For me, rapping is a lifestyle because I do it with passion
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| In words describe what I think and I feel you choose what sticks
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| What drives me to write makes me write all the time
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| Are different emotions like love hate prosperity and sorrow
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| Also, I think rap is liberating and it's spreading around the world
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| Seems to be unstoppable like time and reflects the life of big and
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| small
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| Thousands of mcs with thousands of theses
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| Hang in front of paper and pen like alcoholics at the bar
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| Live your life on stages, the earthquakes give everything there every time
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| Whether it's in the heat of hell or outside in the rain when it's really cold as hell
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| In any case, for me it is the be-all and end-all in this world
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| My love for rap cannot be weighed in gold or money because it is my life
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| brightened
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| It was love at first sight like Spike and the Knicks
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| My kicks have been in the mix since my first gigs
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| And when I stand at the mic until I get tired
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| Because I've been obsessed with rapping since the first touch
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| Growing up as a Greek in Germany, I didn't know what was in store for me
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| But with an incredible urge to speak, I made rap my sport man
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| To mutiny from now on without stumbling against wack mcs
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| Numbing my senses with bad raps worse than torturing
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| I am king and you farmer and deliver popular tunes
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| Each of my enemies falls like the berlin wall
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| I'm rougher than johannes I come in and you stammer
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| Apologize because you get that you're babbling shit
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| I make my victims sick, get rhymes out of 'em gun closet
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| Shoot them and flatten them like after a monsterdunk
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| Because I love you and have depended on you my whole life
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| Hiphop is my bride and the mic is the wedding ring what's up with you |