[Verse 1: Kako]
And from the first
Cigarette down and moko
Bong Da City in all corners despite the load
Work I have to fuck every putty
Yeah, burnt out, they say they drink dope and play weed
I keep my eyes open and everything is fluid
And everything goes right when the team comes out hitting
From the first screenings of the street outlaws
And we're going off the throttle and we're going crazy
I started out as a revenge of the few
Attack of the wolves and settlers I'm staying for an emergency
Incidents that I depict through lyrics
But in practice, if I get you, you won't get away with it I belong
I belong to a group that fucks when I'm gone
You'll shut the fuck up cause if I come back I won't leave
Live every moment because everything lasts a while
We're fuckin' with milko, hangin' out and listenin' to nivo
[Verse 2: Tsaki]
Blackened, my shadow, my four-stringed knot and noose
Before me giants in my black landscape wet and cold
Made of lead and sulphur
Explosive mechanism in the trade of all the masters I remain
Carcinoma embracing your planet from the clouds as a black imprint the bong
Descendant of mortals I dip their hands in blood
Picturing our death in concrete I spit darkness
Step by step from hell to Hades I Kako and Manny alone with hemlock for ink
Recording the Koran for Gotham every night for the faithful and few will suffice
From the knees to the back of the neck to the head of the Bong
Beneath your feet you're wrapped up and you're slowing down in your writing notebook
You've got your ego made while my rap is dirtier than your toilet paper
[Verse 3: Άδοξος]
When I open my mouth I open war
Wherever I find myself there's a fountain of the true me
I have no secrets only my flow
Don't search for my who
Always horny and dizzy from the smells of the street
I feel my body light and my mind light
Always a key accomplice in your death
So get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together, get in together
But with lies and rumours you can't find your light
Musical hurricane Bong Da City burning standards
We're breaking your windows off your rap identity
I'm stuck, from twelve I'm stuck
Rap is the reason I'm running away from trouble
I don't wanna make a mess when racism is rampant
I ain't no bendy-ass man I ain't no little man no more
I've been through all the stages of this phase
I'm writing it down and you're trying to copy it
I am who I am and what I am, don't look for it
I'm earning respect while you're pretending, you'll lose
You've got questions, you need to grow up, man, and then you'll have an opinion to speak for us