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[Chorus: PSC] Klebefolie selbstklebend What would you do if we put it all together In the form of living legends On an album all together? Would you buy it? Would you try it? Would you raise your hands high? Would you recommend performance for something that's so enormous? Why fight it? It's right about now, we taking over this Why fight it? It's right about now, we showing who we is The best of our abilities A showcase of energy Tucked into your memories for centuries and centuries Adventskalender basteln [Murs] Only a buck forty five and I talk a lot of shit Oh you still don't think I'm tight Ask your girl she got my shit And she's bumpin #6 (Good Music or Murs Rules the World) Like nobody's business Got these fools confused like, "Man what is this?" I seen him at the open mic with a backpack The next day he's on the block in some creased up khakis See that's Murs' ability Supreme versatility One verse to your dome Immobilien Hagen Watch it burst unwillingly So you should think twice before ice grilling me In the back of the club like you paralyzed from the neck down But in your heart you know that you're feeling me My crew be killing these crowds on the regular My CDs ringing up loud at the register Considered to be well endowed If you measured the Strength of my click by the Length of my dick We'd be larger than life plus a tenth of an inch Tragetuch [Chorus]
[Aesop] Ya boy bull rushes the track When the percussion's fat In fact the rhymes I recite Might help you find the light, or get ya lit Smoked, words provoke Jokes to get their shit together whether your hot or not Ya got ta get off ya ass man, stay ahead of the class Aesop ready to blast off outa there, I'm gone When the vibe is wrong I can't even fuck with that Muttertag Ausmalbilder Livin' like a fat cat Man I'm barely livin' off this rap music Y'all, no need to abuse it No need to be a busta, just ta gain respect so Get ya best flow outa ya back pack I don't fuck with MCs comin' with wack raps!!!
[Scarub] I'm running with the will to win As well as the discipline Sprinting in this competition I'm racing time, competitors Briefpapier Druck As well as myself Jogging with a stealth pace Definitely one to place in this race Catching up to men Maneuver around them Then drowned them in the dust To win is a must Powered by Living Legends Sponsored by Heavenbound My name is Scarub I got a question for ya Big Sky PR [Chorus]
[PSC] P to the S to the C By request to be fresh equals how I rap on sequence With 16 bar verses and very little curses And an aptitude for chorus that makes me quite important At your service I'm ready, kinda nervous but I'm ready But first I gotta please me and I've mastered that believe me It's easy! 5 finger romance with the mic hand Stand back, I'll bust in your in face cuz I planned that I ban rap artists who consider they selves the hardest Regardless of the make up I always slice the cake up Ya edible, icing, enticing to my eyesight But everything that glitters ain't gold, you best to come tight
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[The Grouch] Well I'm the good rhythmic, outstanding, underrated Cool human Naw that's kind of played I'm underpaid The best at my trade A little afraid Been gypped too many times to believe in what you said I prayed hard had my hopes up, guard down Gained a yard lost a mile so I don't smile Pile it on cause I'm used to it I like to format the song and spit the truth to it
[Eligh] He's the man on the mountain Staff made of lightning, smoking Writing poetry on a broken piece of oak It's premonition Self conversation on an amplified station Radioactive finger strides all across the nation I hide in complication yet it's simpler than this Many rock microphones across the globe But not quite like this In the nightlife many catch a case Catch a cold or catch a disease But I'm married to the microphone So I'm immune to weak MCs So bitch please
