[Intro]
Two maybe, was when the grill opened up, down around tenth street
And I saw a tiny little ant down in the village voice
Like the Cold Crush Brothers were gonna be at the grill
And I went down there, it was a basement club
And I could hear this enormous loud beat happening
Like vroom, vroom vroom, vroom
And I said, ah yeah man
I was like vroom, vroom vroom, vroom
This enormous loud beat happening
And I said, “This is great!”
Cuz there's nothing in this music I don’t wanna hear
There's words that are kinda syncopated and rhythmic
And there's this hot drum track, it’s great
This is music I've been waiting all my life to hear
This should be played at, high, high, high, high volume
[Verse 1]
Ik blaas met de rook als de nieuw fucking paus
Komen binnen zet de zaal fucking blauw
Vang applaus van de crowd
Dat is hoe we doen, doen
Hoe we moven (What you, what you gon do)
En wat ben jij behalve lullen
Niks, je kan niet hangen met de rap veteraan, [?]
Neem de tijd voor de dingen die ik doe
Jij neemt twee keer de tijd voor helemaal niks doen
(So you no do it better?)
Ik kom nog vetter (Drop, drop it on the records)
En je vraagt wie is mijn top drie van rappers
Op één heb ik mij, twee Diggy Dex en op drie heb ik mezelf
Ik ben een docent, wat kan ik zeggen
(Learn it, you bad, learn it you bad engineers)
Engel & Just, bring the magic
Plus Diggy Dex op de track (To make classics)
Two maybe, was when the grill opened up, down around tenth street
And I saw a tiny little ant down in the village voice
Like the Cold Crush Brothers were gonna be at the grill
And I went down there, it was a basement club
And I could hear this enormous loud beat happening
Like vroom, vroom vroom, vroom
And I said, ah yeah man
I was like vroom, vroom vroom, vroom
This enormous loud beat happening
And I said, “This is great!”
Cuz there's nothing in this music I don’t wanna hear
There's words that are kinda syncopated and rhythmic
And there's this hot drum track, it’s great
This is music I've been waiting all my life to hear
This should be played at, high, high, high, high volume
[Verse 1]
Ik blaas met de rook als de nieuw fucking paus
Komen binnen zet de zaal fucking blauw
Vang applaus van de crowd
Dat is hoe we doen, doen
Hoe we moven (What you, what you gon do)
En wat ben jij behalve lullen
Niks, je kan niet hangen met de rap veteraan, [?]
Neem de tijd voor de dingen die ik doe
Jij neemt twee keer de tijd voor helemaal niks doen
(So you no do it better?)
Ik kom nog vetter (Drop, drop it on the records)
En je vraagt wie is mijn top drie van rappers
Op één heb ik mij, twee Diggy Dex en op drie heb ik mezelf
Ik ben een docent, wat kan ik zeggen
(Learn it, you bad, learn it you bad engineers)
Engel & Just, bring the magic
Plus Diggy Dex op de track (To make classics)
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