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[Intro: Άλφα Γάμα]
It's Hardcore!
Everything's a whore from sunrise to sunset!
Ah, zero visibility
2-0-0-0-0-8
Bong Da City, Roll 'n' Stoned and everything's a bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Representing
We and our sins
Yo, yo, yo
Street movies (aha)
Who's next?
Well, well, well, and it goes like this...

[Verse 1: Tsaki]
There are possibilities
I thought your mother was a chick
And I left my sperm in the open cavity of her ?
I know all about how you don't exist
That you don't write
That you're always sucking cock and you deserve it
You idiot
Take that shit out of your mouth, man
Our microphones, our killеr, our identity, Bong forever
East to Wеst, fucking finger in your dick face, Dude
You know every foreigner knows a few things I taught you to lick my balls, yeah
You son of a bitch, fuck off to the monsters of Gotham, or better yet, leave the shit alone
As if they can't ruin our day, fuck 'em
Hungry you hear the monsters bathing your mother in her rotten blood and a
To keep you on the subject, there's a reason, the usual in person
Our style is a clot and your neck a knot
My cock is fit for your family
Without parental consent we fuck your children
I nail all my raps to every cop's face
Snitch, f*****, f***** f*****, petty bourgeois trendy
We're giving death press and listen, swamp myths
Here a couple are fired in orgies of death (shhh!)
You talk too much, you son of a bitch, about your career
While my three couples are a dick to your father
[Verse 2: Κανών]
You don't get along with us, you don't talk to us, you don't say
You're a snitch
Which way are you burning it? RNS
Bitch, the arsonists have burst into your grave
Don't you start with the suggestions
We're in the playground. Ends before you blow the whistle
It's the lyrical arrivals from my nervous endings
You'll surely end up dead if you suck his marrow from his bones
Drunken devil, sodomites and gummies
Beautiful
They'll find you without my fingerprints
Dirtily distinctive, the most battle rhapsody
Highly belligerent, irritating to beat, MC's
I have punchlines to envy, don't steal it
When I spit the fucking word
Don't expect me to make you believe it
Cause you ain't gonna fight it, take the usual LP rap shots
RN RN RN RN RNS always in a wild mood
And Bong, Da, City, yeah, with a wild attitude

[Verse 3: Mani]
It's been playing trouble since I got up
My team like clouds over the community
Microphones wrapped in flames from the catacombs, oh, beaver, the
Mental hospital opened its gates, my cold smile I unleash through unpredictable
Writing and the slayer's tongue like a beast
You think it's funny
When my mouth looks like an operating room
I analyze, I'm minus zero since birth, so I never trust my neighbor
Against them, and that's no limit
Like bus lines where psychos hold hostage masses of idiot
We and our sins, representatives of our streets Now look at us, the Bong
Bombs in police pants
See, they all saw it and they all marbled it with lyrics
Parasites on screens and ultrasounds
Forms emerging from walls
Like ghosts, scalpels in minds, blinding crowds
And if you're expecting dialogue I think you're missing the dialect
My blacklist, blacklist, blacklist, say
I object to queers, street films in first-run movies
We're outlawed, we dwell, we dwell and we nest in stress
With yesterday as our only adversary, remember
[Verse 4: Pero]
Yes
It's the sick mind in a sick body
With sick thoughts still feeding
It moves underground and aims to send every stink
Six feet under the ground, red in colour
It paints the X and shuts your mouth
With a single image, the perfume of death
It's spread through the years
From neighborhood to neighborhood, scattered discord
Words that spit fire and fly across the border
Always on the margins
Vultures for you, vultures
You've had no food for it, your mistakes are huge
It's, inside your window stay
It's finally a way of life to get burned, man
And with something you can't drink, asshole, what kind of world do you live in?
Here we are, and you can call them sick MC's
When you see us, then you're gonna have to come to your senses
You're gonna get beat and who are you?
Talking about diss I've got a billion
Ways to bury yourself, if you'll just listen to me you'll be saved
You're in the hands of the business, the business
You'll be stuck in the stoner's chair You'll find a teacher
You're born of acid rain
I've got the troops by my side What have you got?
I have the power of speech has the power of silence, cappiche?
[Verse 5: Kako]
So it spreads, it becomes lava and you get sober
You're still pissing for cock, you're not growing
You push it down to the bottom
But again Bong Da City is serving up something cool
I'm judging correctly, yes, I'm comparing objectively
And so in conclusion, all your raps are shit
And tell me what's going on, case closed for me
'Cause there's one and only one motherfucker in your crew
Kids by nomads and they're trying to find their way
They're looking for pimps, they're looking for dudes, they're looking for dudes and they're leaving by the dozen
You hippies, I need a minute of your time
To put some brains and balls in your pants
Report you, yeah, brag, yeah, brag, yeah
Your clique is sitting around crying
And it's a fact that you'll never be like me
Get your ass across the country, you son of a bitch

[Verse 6: Supreme]
Crushing your face
I'm doing the braff to get you out of your clothes
Feel my lyrical heat
I've got my eyes on you
And you've got your eyes down
Listen, Black Pete fuck you when he makes a roar
He brings a boo-boo son, son, son, son
I'm holding in my hands the incredible gift of God
My golden, royal flows are dying stars
As I dust them with a foo (foo)
I've been trained to improvise
Like a Molotov cocktail making rhymes in my chaotic mind
The darkest room, stored down
When I catch names of rapists in my foul mouth
Name and thing Roll'n'Stoned
It's addictive
It's not a lie nor right to deny that
On the mics and not just the hard stoner I represent
Little boy, little boy, it's a small world, look at it
Your raps are monotonous so you better bend over and blow us
They hurt me a little, I talk a little, I drink a little
Your style in a glass and I spit it out
And always that, oh, tanapoo
You're looking for a whore, man, who's hiding mc's
I'd liken rappers to whores
Who now put a price on their CDs, only they ain't got no price
Pete Ξαρχάς Κάπα Κάπα, horny for life
RNS Bong da City
Which one of you guys aren't just doing it for the paper
You're deadbeats, you've finally sold out
From the road to the road, you whores from whence you came
Straight to your ears, it's Rap Godzilla Supreme
For what I feel and write, for those who have a passion for honor
Who have the balls to never let go
But never by some who have seen the relevance of our music
To make fashion alone, to crush

[Verse 7: Mastigo]
Through galleries of fiery shadows of yesterday
Descend into the city with the purpose of living as if
And prepare to revive the seven plagues
Don't be found in Gotham City, souls are on fire
The behemoths, under the influence of numbers
...are trampling through their paths with groups of A-Rapses
Enceladus is on his way
To turn your team into a fountain of blood
From the darkest and most remote parts of Gotham to everywhere
How he'll burst like a hurricane in the race above all else
Like death's carmine glue, bitch
We're throwin' paint all over the place And we're throwin' safe-haven shit
And all that's true, you won't hear rhymes like that anywhere
It's Mastigo, Aah!
Chew, down, motherfucker, turn up the bass a little bit
Our music is playing to lock you in a box
And as I moved I entered the maze of hate, I came out with a distillation of their dreams
To recall their untold tears
Nature conspired to lose their children
Their foulness, they've escaped from the game and you hear about the prison I'm talking about (Ha! 2007)

[Outro: Άλφα Γάμα Sample]
You are on TV and I'm famous in hell
It's Bong Da City, RNS