‏ Lyric translation… Tal 3D's verse ‏I'm not Minnie Minnemore, it's the reality show ‏Mix me Johnny Walker Walker, yo, my hero ‏Talisman, Skye, Kafir, increase the psychoses ‏Probably a bit angry but paying it anyway ‏Up front on the turntable, twisted mind ‏Slow after slow, girl after girl, it's good that you came ‏I am here after Annette, in Annette after Kant ‏Thanks, you've been dying to be in Gastamada Clan ‏Lang Lang, Hoover ‏Bang bang, throwing up all the hang hang over ‏This song here is playing and you don't press pause ‏I had an empty house but now I have a full house ‏Similar to Tellis, child prodigy, Alice ‏Wonderland and Teletubbies effects ‏Because the munch cost me and I wanted to eat shawarma ‏And you are such a mother hen, you are like a mother chicken ‏Sky Verse ‏Skydamk King Kong Killa ‏Pulls down his pants to reveal a long hookah pipe ‏Freaky Godzilla, mega fucking monster ‏Big dick, Tracy, omega fucking gangster ‏Mega Star online, Mega Fucking MC ‏-Mega Tron, Mega Bulbul Mega In C ‏For your concern, I will order you a ceremonial divorce ‏Because you don't have a shekel for gas, Coke or Pepsi ‏There's no way you don't know young mac eagle ‏I'm writing here for dogs, we'll call you young beagle ‏There is no talent, you are all scum ‏Let's add some cinnamon because you are jealous a lot ‏Addictive, write me about Philip Morse's cock ‏I'm a ninja I have a nunchaknoris weapon, ‏Lady Dila comes down to Van Damme ‏Shoraf T'zabel came, called me Lag Baumer Adam ‏Rudy Rock verse.. ‏It's so hot, water, pack it, I have no water ‏Mami'la dances until her legs break ‏Love that she is on the floor with her hands ‏In the square she cleans the dirt with her breasts ‏He called her kapa kapa, she flew and flew ‏I'm hungry, I think Lapa Lapa ‏They are playing a game and it's not Lego ‏Mami can't find herself, everyone calls her Nemo ‏You give me a beat, I'm in the fucking zone ‏You don't know me when I have a microphone ‏I'm Chuck Norris, you can check ‏Knocks the bottle and releases Thachuk ‏Not bit-bits, put the flick-licks ‏This is the game between the snare and the kick-kicks ‏Coming out in front of me will cost you blood ‏Like coming up to Chuck Norris and pulling his mustache