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well hello, let me introduce myselfthey call me macka, big mackaand my voice-activated house doesn't even workbut i'm back in the lab againmaking something out of dirti got a spliff in my top pocketi got a cannonthe size of something you can't possibly imaginei jump off boatsi cut through hills and guttersi bluff the whole tablelike fuck you, silly dufferswe changed the gamelike when the first boat came with cocainepaved our way with gold flameflows aim to blow brainswith cards up my sleeve,i play old maid with dope damesundercover secret agentcode name is coltranein a dusty jazz baris double 0 deuce with double 0 8the two double 0 8 troublesome twowith a robo-tech djSongtextei'm cued across the faderto the ... who drops the flavorthree smooth operators(just like that...)(unfortunately, we haven't time to play games...)with my researchersi do sidewalk astronomywe burn the weed in secondsi'm just chillin' in my buildingwith a ... street collectivesee, we struck a major chordwith the magic from the stage, i soardoubt nevermorethe raven's rapping at your chamber doorso praise the lordand see unusually different, beautifully giftedsailing forth, mad musical misfitsme, myself and my melody mistressmake a monster meek with magic in misty mountainswhere the mace and mobsters meetthey call me cosmic cowboykookaburra killermax back on the track, yes i'm illerand the last emcee i barbecued on my grillayes, for rillayes, for rillaso back the fuck off meand go and make me coffeeyou rappers think you're rockybut not one of you can stop methat's why i puff opiumwith christopher walkenin an amsterdam cafeat six in the mornin'i'm kickin' the door inyou bitches are boringi'm bringing the storm in'cause you chickens are snoringcan you vision me soaringin this blizzard performingand crosswords like clockworkin glistening orange(just like that...)i'm at the gambling spotwith my hand on my cocklookin' for another blocki can damage and rocki'm surfin' with fishesi'm pervin' on bitchesmy mission on this busis to get dirt on them hingeswhen ... troops camefor hussein's fuel chainthey say dollars make centsbut all i got is loose changeshoot game, i'm that wildcatthrough the hoop's flames'til doomsday, it's bruce wayneon a crusadei'm the king of the committeewatch me think of something wittylike a boring board meetingand i slip myself a mickeydon't eyeball me, bitchmy clique is the gooniesmy guard dogs are hard rockbitch, with an uzithrough the world wind,we pass batonsswinging it like a magic wandpoetical patterns like pebblesperpetually skipping across that placid pondare you catching on?let me give you a keytrue love is not a cageit's a home in which you are free(just like that...) Aus Songtexte Mania