[Verse 1: MC Rice]
Que je profite à la vite à la palais Gambie
Je délivre d'analyse au pala Manique Rock Bits
Qui t'a dit que t'étais pas attaqué, qu'elle était dans le prix, que t'étais tes parents
Que t'avais déjà fait quand t'as pas peur de toi hip hop
C'est swag, cheer
Comme des trucs attaques c'est juste une blague
[?] Yung Revival
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[Verse 2: Yung Revival]
Back on the mic to molest 'em all, when they sin I'ma pin 'em, when I'm on this track
I fuck 'em up, they're stayin', I mean, they wouldn't wanna take it up into me, hit 'em with the lyrical battle I mandate
Niggas turnin' into bonkers, just to turn to lightin' bottles and drinkin' some when I murder
We'll all wanna get 'em in the middle, when I come in with a gun, I'm finna come circlin' yo body
Crush my enemies, hung on a cross, kill a quest in the castle
Just don't mind overdoin' overdue, all my voodoo (Oh shit!)
Baggin' 'em, boutta run up on 'em and then send 'em into hell, I murder bars, syllable of winners
They cannot beat us when I be takin' the mop, I'm packin' em up, I'm back in the underground to chop it up
[Verse 3: Trust Tha Touch]
[?]
Giving the minimal hitting the rappers to keep it a [?]
Let me grab some water
Cause the mic is smokin' like it's marijuana
Goin' like a moth, like it's into my fortune
Don't listen until I'm losin' that nigga brain
And licking up at the gate
Hit it, everybody like it's on me
That most of them be bananas
If you gotta be kidding, it better go up
Can you end up in the [?simp?]
[Verse 4: Fenksta]
[Croatian]
Svaki početak je težak
Krećem prije beat-a, opušteno kao petak
Dan je za metak
Dan kada stanem ispred mikrofona, došao sam vas sjebat
Bez prvog slova glagola - životni začetak
Nikad ne repam na pola, neodređena je tema
Ista je shema kada pičim punom parom
Sjeckam ljude ovom trakom, lupim šakom, nikad lako
Svakog strpat ću u blato
Ja sam poput endema, nema problema
Opušteno, No Sikiriki kao Edo Maajka
Tvoj skill izmišljen je kao Grimm bajka
Stiže jezik cvajta, ponestaje ti cajta
[German]
Machen wir mal weiter auf Deutsch
Ich überflute mit Blut deine Glut des Talents
Das tut gut, fühl mich Kool wenn du brennst
In deinem blutenden Hemd
Alles was du tust hat doch keinen Groove
Mach doch deine Fresse zu
Bei dir schläft man doch im Nu ein
Meine Bars sind on fire so wie Glühwein
Ich muss nicht unbedingt berühmt sein um dir zeigen wo es lang geht
Ab geht's ! Zeit dass wir hier aufdrehn
Jetzt wird jeder platt gemacht
Lass den Kiefer nicht so hängen denn es war ja schon von Anfang an so abgemacht
Dass der Track so schmeckt, dass ist ja der Zweck
MC Rice zeigt was in mir steckt
[English]
What did you expect?
English is the language that I'm gonna use next
Probably getting faster 'cause it's easier to rhyme than Croatian and build the lyrics
So I'm coming and killing 'em all with my technique
Exactly, I don't necessarily lack speed
So SPS doesn't impress me
It's all about finesse, see
This isn't even close to the best me, try me, test me
So lastly, this shit is funny as Nielsen Leslie
Everybody wants to be a chopper, claiming they can match speed
You're just going up in smoke when you try to puff-puff-pass me
[Verse 5: MCBustaflow]
Chopping at the top of the pile and we're dominant
Caution: Your mind will be throbbing and pop into harmony
Wind up uncommon, the heart of a chopper combined and we're hyper
We're not gonna auction, we're chopping and shocking em, watch a phenomena rise
And without us it might get impossible
Not gonna find someone talking this sonic, it's not gonna sound good
Without us your heart'll be dropping and mine'll be hopping
We're dropping a mic in a fire to be hotter, we're done with the common
He talking so fast he be jacking your bar
Gonna package it harder, we're rapping apart
We can rap any bar
Choppin' a mic and I'm white, got no bunk in da rock in here
Bringin' a rocket, I'm bangin' and wakin' em, breakin' away, gonna make it a wickeder bar
Get a fang in a bar, good at makin' it bark and now we gonna walk, ain't no peein' or barkin'
Or breedin' my kind, I peed oh my god, I forget I'm a animal, animal gotta be hard
I'm a gunner, begin, I'ma gun him, he get up, I gun him again
I'm 100 percent of gunner, be aimin' to hunt em, a heater be on em, he hid
I be comin' to get him, I got him a hater forgot i be 'head of a guy to be hatin' me
Aughtta be gay to be hatin' me, ain't even K to be hatin' me, great, I'm ok
Take in the reign, gonna bring in the pain, get awakened and break in the rig in your brain
Good at makin' you fake and you begin to be 'head of it, ain't even gotta be 'head of it
Gonna be kind of a-good, he be height of a god and be hated but gonna begin a brigade
If he in a brigade, I be in it, begin to forget I'm a hater, we good if we gainin' but ain't
If we ain't I'ma hit him again, if he gain on me end up ahead em again
I'm ahead, I'm ok, don't forget I'm ok to begin on my gain, I'ma animal
And I'ma sic any man, get em mad, good at baggin' em, braggin'
I'm whackin' em, actin' up bad, get a bag and I'm packin' it, Matt get a sack and I'm hackin' it, makin' a bag into money
Takin' the mic and I'm back in to make it, a heart, gonna bake it, I hackin' em, back in the place
But catch em, I get em ahead, off the head I'ma get em, I sick on the mic and I'm back in to hack it up
Find em, I hit em and kill em, I laugh, I'm ahead, I'ma hit em, I heat em, I hit em and kill em again
I'm bakin' it, Matt gonna make it and bag it, I pack it up and get em all headless
Seekin' the mic and I'm bakin' the faker, the venom is cyclical
Makin' a mockery, may get a market, I'm makin' a buck and I'm buggin' em
Pickin' the part, gonna make it a merry-go-round, I be takin' em all
Been gettin' my heat, I'ma hit em, I hit em, I get em, I kill em
Hackin' it, mockin' it, pickin' a pocket, I mark in a market, I park in the bar
[Verse 6: IAMCHRISCRAIG]
I-L-L-E-S to the T, C-H-O-P-P-E-R. The illest individual to get it by far. I’m coming in to wreck it with a killer rhyme start!
The freshest endeavor to wreck it forever, to keep them at bay while I light up and Spark
Era shall wreck it for people that love them, I’m making my music and tearing apart
Ain’t nobody ready for this killer competitor, I am attacking the track and I am coming to pay dues
Smoke another beat and I’m coming to slay crews when I knock it out the park, like the moniker’s Babe Ruth
They don’t really want it with the youngin' from the Southside. King of the Era’s gonna leave the people’s mouth wide
Youngin’s 17, Playing games like I’m Xiao Hai. Wrecking everybody with this flow, I come to baptize
Knowing I’m the greatest in this chopper conversation, really I should be the one inside of everybody’s playlist
Era is the one to put the body in the basement, ‘cuz he murders on a Jason. Hit a hater with the stainless
Leave another brainless when he steps upon a microphone and when I get upon it, know I’ve come to bring the pain
And I don’t think they’re ready for the youngin’ in his prime, I’m gonna put them on their heads and spin their body like a dreidel
Chopper from the new generation, so face it. I rep Texerkana, tell me where your place
I’m gonna make it because I’m the illest endeavor to pull on that block where you stay at
Everybody telling me, I really am the sickest when I get upon the beat and start to Spit these “AK-Raps”
K-X-N-G E-R-A is the name man, I’m on IC4, cracking helmets and facemasks
[Verse 7: Nihilist]
Fuck bars man!
Style solitary confinement
I can be a better rapper by simply stayin' silent
My words surpass the bible
And everything I say is holy writ
You guys are getting applause for basically being generic
Skippin' all the other verses to hear mine because its lit
Basically my words work as a transmit
The list of massive zombies are playing transit
They're passin' all the beats man, punch a massive beat, the songs a hit
Killin' other rappers for the way they spit
Sacrifice our lyrics to turn a profit
I'm faster than the speed of sound
So you're hearing everything 3 seconds after I enunciated it!
Comin' to get em with the lyrics, comin' to make it a little bit, comin' and bakin' a faker, they're fakin' and takin' the record, I'm takin' the lid open
Comin' to get em a little bit, comin' and takin' the nigga, the niggas are sick and I be killin' em, bakin' em, packin' em, makin' em sick and I take the voodoo, they don't
Makin' it under then I make it all under this and I travel and end all their lives
Takin' butter then takin' the lyrical sight on the night
But I be kickin' and rippin' it lyrically, takin' the spine
This lyrical literal literacy gonna come to die like a volcano, meet defeat
I'ma beat em and then I'ma beat em and then I be beatin' the beat
This is the lyrical pitbull be literally killin' em then I'ma treat
Whenever I come in to get em, I let em become it, I make it not fake it, they're leakin', they're blinkin', they're beginnin', look em fakin' it, fakin' the sickness, hackin' em, takin' it, lyrically comin' to get em, I make it when I be comin' to bake it, the lampshade off, makin' em stutter, I'm wicked, you better brace, as a matter of fact, I'ma kick this guy then get em all laced cause I come in and get em a lyrical comedy, makin' a show, make it funny, hit em all over then makin' their stupid brains splat!
[Verse 8: MGK of ARMR4]
Sa muli kong pag babalik (MGK) muli maraming mga peste ay nagsibalik
Anay dito sa laro na tinutuning na mga salot dapat sa mga ito ay sugpuin at isa't isa na sapak na ipahalik
Naman sa mga labi na ito na puro ingay parang lata walang laman at, magandang sin as abi dito sa ganitong uri ng pakikipag talastasan
Kaya papaano mo kami aangasan, kung dala dala nyo ay puro kaungasang
Mga barang bitbit tila'y di na natuto hindi sakit sa ulo ng dikdik lang ng kuto
Tila ako'y gusto pang idikit pa sa, tawagin mo akong bampira kaya mapula aking labi laka sipsip ko sa dugo mo
Gusto muba pakitaan kita ng double meaning kasi sayo sobrang pilit isisigit para masabi lang na double meaning
Eh wala ka naman alam sa double meaning pag sinabi ko na
Putang ina mo, yun na ang double meaning, let's go!
Sa paghampas ko ng mga bayo ay matakot na kayo kapag nilapag ko na ang mga bara na bubutas sa mga bunbunan na wala naman laman ang utak kaya hindi na makapag isip ng mabuti sa pagbato ko na mga pinupukol, na mga talata talagang wala na kasi barado na kasi
Sa pagkitel namin ng ganitong uri klaseng ng mga banatan na italaga sa mga hinayupak na ito na akala sino mga umasta at sagad sa kayabangan magiging talunan ito kaya abangan, mga berso ko na parang testamento na sinusulat ko ay patok
Pumapatok sa takilya sadyang pinipilahan inaabangan, kaya mabuti makinig manahimik manood na lamang sa amin kung ayaw mong masubukan na sumabat
Dahil kapag hindi ako makapag pigil sa kabastusang ng iyong bibig baka pati iyong iniingatan mo pag mamatas ay masisibak
Ako ang talim sa inying mga walang isip na mukhang ipis mapuputom sa landas ng buhay nyong mala pisi ng sinulid
Walang iiwang buhay lahat dadalhing patay dahil sa aking talas ng espadang sinolid
[Verse 9: DNS]
Lehet, hogy gáz, ha nyomom, olyat ránt a sorom, hogy a
Hátast dobod, hol a nyál a motorolaj
Száj, ha ropog a dobokon, szállj, ha robog a monológ
Bár ha csak jár a pofa, jár a pofon oda!
Idegem indok, ha dobol double-time flow
Annyira verem a fejem a falba, asszed, fakopáncs volt!
Katakomba kattant kobakomban, underground szól
Fantom a fanom a falon, úgy követ, mint egy valóságshowt!
Kinek a fején a korona? Valami csendes, snassz srác?
Igencsak kemény a koponya annak, ki cserben… hagyd rám!
Ütök-e szöget a fejébe, ha be nem ülne a bogaram? Minek a teló, ha
Süket a vonal? A fülek a fonalam el sem kapják!
Egy felpaprikázott fonéma-parafenomén
A cél nem jalapeño, mar a venom habaneroként
De Dé a magyaroké, nem oké, hogy szar a renomém
Ha kéne faja, de noname, maradok arra genom én!
De így lesz csávó, agyi zaja, ha Skrillex
The Illest Chopper, aki szavakat illeszt!
Adamantium a karom, a fejetek alumínium, e “Logan”-i fizikum:
Megalománia, penge nem engedi meg, ami gyenge, de banger a minimum!
Áh… Dumanoid egy balek ám, ki punnyad
Max egy panelházig jutva, nincsen magelláni útja
Mellette a balett-tánc is durva, de olyan ütős, amit ad, hogy
Csillagokat látsz, akár egy planetáriumban!
Ez a dualitás dúl, amíg más virít, a díja, ha kiad:
Diadal a dal; a Dí a dalia lirikailag
Aladdinnal siklik kint, itt indikatívabb arra, hogy
Hullócsillag se leszek, mint Aaliyah, dili pali max…
Csata heve cserepadé, pacsi csak a békítő
Csitít éppen csetepatét chopper-csapatépítő
Ha csatangolsz, a jamen a nép, csellel csal a készítő
Hogy csatlakozz: míg cseveg a Dé, csakra csavar téridőt!
[Verse 10: VBL]
[Verse 11: The Jackal]
Lyricism, flow, you don't even know
What I'm comin' to bring on the track
Deliver, leave you shivering, en masse, they're fiddling
Chilling while I'm pulling out my staff
They don't wanna whip me cause I'm ripping out their kidneys
And I'm flowing like a dickie, better put up
Leave you ringing in the back of the head
Now I'm back from the dead like a skeleton, soon to be a [better rarer?]
You always checkin' when I'm back on the track
I'm makin' it, hangin' a bugger and makin' em back on down, make it
I'm finally on that IC, rippin' with the high speed
Killing haters kindly
Flowin' em nicely, but the illest got no spin
With the killers and we're cooking in the kitchen
And we fillin' up the chicken and I'm growin', and I'm bigger than a wall
So I figured you'd get runnin', you're never gonna make it out
I'm distributing and people vote that
People always ask me "How do you flow, Jack?"
It's a little strange to see, you gotta take a prozac
I'm slicing you on a beat, people think I'm pro-that
If you're an opponent, split ya like an almond
Telling you I own that, you ain't nothing but a rodent
Hit the road and go back on home where you [pro man?]
I'm gonna get toe bands, oh man
You will never catch me, I'm ahead of you in skill
I'm chopping and they're always telling me to keep it real
Tryna make a proxy, I see em then I kill
Enemies are stepping then they're begging at the will
Seeing me's the equivalent of that soliloquy
They're thinkin' the heat spit it, la da da da la da da
Try to be a better man so wave around my bandanna
Riding it again, man, I'm showin' it again
'Boutta work
Then I go berserk
Hit em with another verse that gonna leave em hurt
Throw another burn
So if it was a hearse
That was carryin' that shit, then I'm bashin' in their door
Climbin' in the Ford
[Takin' off the port?]
Thinkin' of the cover and then turnin' it off
Cut em from the inside and I'm a deed, I form
Coughin' in my coffin, a witness showin' everybody the body
[Verse 12: Sabotahe]
[Verse 13: Lyrah]
[Verse 14: Fyber Test]
Bu ne kelek anatomi kara bu devire favori bir
Rap yapar kimide kelime kelime kamera karşısında
Kekeme kalır, vede bunu bide fps kasalım
Ek eleme feyk destek yapan amcıklar eşleşcek bakalım...
Amına koyduğumun yerinde bunlar ekip ekip açacak
O kalemi kalem kutunu koy amacın ölü müzik
Haberi var mı? Tribün artık, harap bitaptır habire kaldın
Amele farkı, biri bi dağda tek akıcak özü gibi (Boz!)
Oyunu ve de kara bi tarafa kullanarak hedefini lekele bu criminal mesele
Bilimin tribi beni bu kibire getire getire kelimelerime bi kere bakarak havada karada yapılır aslen desede
Şimdi gör beni bu rapin nefesleri, dibine dibine girerim en ince tizlerin
Kat kat kat katlar miktar tartar kaçmaz açık bırakırım ağzını çetin cevizlerin
Sar baştan geri yaş katman gerek tabirine caiz uzaktan bak velet
Lan bu zeminim alt tabamın aptallar beni nası geçicek eline katlar bak bu rapi
Daha virani bu resim evine, tam müdahale hali vede buna bi
Dem vur abi yemini verir o wack biladerin (Türkiye!)
[Verse 15: SM]
[Verse 16: Don Xperto]
