No Champagne
(are you ready,or what?)
So here I come
Save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
Right in front of ya eyes
U see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
Ain't that aight,man
(come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren't 4 free
The bartender's trippin'and ya girl is lookin'at me
Typical - tropical heat...chewin'gum on ya seat...
Yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
Tell me, what's da reason,yo,
Why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
The band is giving everything.
Oh,now u say that it's 2 loud...
Do u think that it is silent when u shout?
Tell me,why da fukk r u here?
(oh yeah..)
You wanna criticize me?
Yeah,i can feel it in the air...
Adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
Ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and I can feel it in my bones...
Pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
Fight,fight,fight,fight me!
Drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up!it's a stikk-up,yo,it's a stikk-up....it's a stikk-up,fukk!!)
Yo,I hear ya screamin'4 payback,bitch,but I have 2 disapoint u ,
Cuz I dont swing tec's or baseballbats...
So I guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
And I won't explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
Wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
Speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
The crowd wants 2 be entertained...
So what'cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
Pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me.
Drink no champagne! (it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up,it's a stikk-up,yo it's a stikk-up,it's a stikk-up,boy!!....)
Writer(s): Carrilho Sascha, Cazzato Ron, Duessler Bjoern, Eckebrecht Benjamin
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