To Sprog 1Flow

Yeah
Yeah

Fortæl din back-up (Back-up), at Nox og Joker fucker tracks up
Like crack rock og bootsector-virus på din laptop
Computer-kærlighed - op i det VIP-land
For han si'r: "Hun fra København"
Got more bounce to the ounce
And the sounds af dyb bas, der pumper i din krop
Like the heartbeats af those that truly live hip hop
Så drop til dine knæ - skat, man ain't taps
The flyer MCs require ceasefires, scream like a choir
Yo, vi går for en sejr - har gode odds i Las Vegas
Forstærket ligesom Tom Jones og Julio Iglesias
We double team, out to double cream
Dobbelt platin, ruller med one'erne, men får stadig fem svin
Remember back when you and I was always hanging in Superfly
Drak gin, til vi lignede svinet uden på gångstregen
Ey yo, we do or die - nogen med ægte forhold og er træt af pis

And you ain't never heard nothing like this (Niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)

Verbal Glocks, boom-shalock, Glock Nox
Put you in a pine box for walking like ducks
Du' så'n som Samantha Fox, du'
Udspillet som hvide knægte med dreadlocks
Jeg drikker whisky on the rocks med min Jamie-dreng Nox
We white trash, out for cash, dawg, hvor penge styrer verden
Ey yo, I get up in your ass, som Wu-Tang, vi bringer smerten
Se, vi er pænt paralyzed like the eyes of Medusa
Yo, selv du troede, du droppede bomben, men din demo var en fuser
Jeg' som din håndbruser, jeg gi'r dit hovede satisfaction
Climaxing whenever Nox is in some action
You ain't macking med de der billige duller
Yo, vi har flere huse højre og venstre, det' så'n, vi ruller
And who we be, B? De første 20 røvere, knægt
Microphones get wrecked, yo, det' for fanden, hvor tæt
What you expect from this duet, warhead?
A hornet like a horny, we sting like police from the mouthpiece

You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)

Holy shit

Yo, jeg' dig ren nervøs, when I enter the scene
But I really need a whiskey (Know what I mean?)
Rocker huset beruset, so you better get the fuck out
Første runde slukker bøsser med et knockout
Vis mad tools, de cats vil stab' wounds in their backs
Rokker dags wax og hænger hoved til knæene på Madlens track
For real, for det' DGP til infinity
Når jeg trænger ind i din beast, du får malsymeti
Vi bryder ny grund, flowet' sparring, bror
Med handclaps og syv bund - og ser, du gør, at der er single
En syg stodder i 19'erne trøje og tatoveringer
Hitlister-placeringer, skudsikre leveringer
Of rhymes that is shine, Copenhagen most fine
I'm tryna go for mine, I'll let you know from an open mic
Hey, lad vær' at fand' på mit crew, jeg' seriøs
Jeg slipper hundene løs, jeg slipper hundene løs

You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (Yeah, niggas know)
You ain't never heard nothing like this (Like this)
To sprog, ét flow (No doubt, niggas know)

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