[Verse1: Hans]
Špil aseva u rukavu
Jebem ti mamu
To dvoje se ne rimuje, duvaj mi karu
Čuvaj si malu, a čuvaj i glavu
Čuvaj si i prijatelje, svako svoju stranu
Svako ima cijenu, neki veću neki manju
Neke male duše sretno izdaju za travu
Udarac po šavu, od soli još više boli
Ne želiš vratit punch al šećeru ne možeš odolit
Obori, duša i dalje ce te bolit
Prozbori, i dalje ništa mi ne govoriš
Lik sori, to je stvarnost proleterijata
Ti si sebi sve, al drugom samo decimala
Eci peci pec, nemreš uvijek bježat
U rupi sjedi zec a u čelu mu je metak
Onaj koga smeta lako ga se kupi
Ko fol visokog morala ali jedva metar moš izvući
Na podu torba, u hudu plač i stalna borba
Uporno se bira strana il si debil il si dobar
U plaču se čuje strah u dalj se čuje krik
Krik jedan dva, tišina
Klik? nema metka, samo udarca tupi hit
Glava dolje buraz, samo hodaj dalje, budi mi tih
Budi mi mrak tihoj ulici, tajkunu super hik
U pothodniku čizme, a u glavi onaj krik
Vraća se pred oči, PTSP
Opet vraćaš se u tamu, di ti je mir
Nestala je glazba svih onih boljih dana
Jedan kick jedan snare, jedna ljubav i galama
Novo vrijeme za nove klince novi stil prevladava
Rep game se ne zajebava
[Chorus: Hardfind]
The rap game
Its plastic
Its plastic, blast it! Flaccid!
No problem solvers, they passive
They pass it, pass it, pass it
[Verse2: Hardfind]
Chik-chik
Bust!
One by one now two is all us
Its been discussed
But we dont
Look at past members
With disgust
The rap game enlisted us
I aint runnin with a girl
If she aint scandalous
Lust
Makes me trust this much
Fucked over after
Just one touch
Things have changed!
You cant be deranged without the fame
So i want it all
Thats why i play ball
Fade all
Besides me
Fate will revive me
Buy me
Some time
Lord please divide us
From the biters
Grew up in the gutter
Every word that i utter
Rhymes with the other
Motha, father
If the music takes me away
Please listen what i say
Go on without me
Please dont pity me
Make an enemy
Gods of music
They sendin me to defend a friend
A dyin relative its relevant
His name is rap
And i dont think that i can ever
Bring his
Fame back
But im layed back
Focused
Fo' this
Cause
Its yo loss
If you dont know who the boss is
Rappin, writtin rhymes
Leavin other artists frozen
The mic that im holdin
Tells me im the chosen
One
And that im gonna soon
Die by the gun
The drama is it real?
Can i feel it all
Can you feel me dog?
Love
Warm
Cash cream
Cold and ive seen
People still longin for the gold
The goal to sell they soul
When i tell em i dont wanna sell out
No no
Tell em i dont wanna see pain
No mo
Oh
But you cant live twice in one life
Go home
I see ya
Hidin as a mouse
Hear the man
In the clouds
He be tellin me
From bricks to a house
I was told the recipe for makin songs
Reload
Unload
Sold
But im still broke
Now im rappin