.Hip Hop, Hip-Hip Hop, Hip-Hip Hop, Hooray!
Sorry, aber Klub-Rapper sind für mich noch giggidy-gay
Der Backpack-Kanake, ich find' Deine Dreckslederjacke
Passt zu Dein' Raps zweiter Klasse
Ich gehör' zu einer aussterbenden Rasse, Boom-Bap-Beats
Du bist geblendet von dem, was.
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