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Tytuł: Rock da house

  • Wykonawca: Kwan
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   I used to rock rough rhymes alone to the break of dawn
  A lonely rider on the storm I was a fighter by a microphone
  A bonebreaker verbal acrobatics to the fat beat
  I'm a black man sitting on the backseat
  with the freestyle mode bebe form one
  You might get the mic maybe - don't stun
  I practice my shit daily unison
  with Mary rappin' melody of oblivion
  
  It's so mystic how I got in this business
  I'm melodic miss diss, like it or not I'm gonna kick this
  This thicky beatbox beat pushing forward like a train
  Brain activating game
  By the way: I'm Mariko from Helsinki / Finland
  And I ain't cold though Scandinavian
  First girl of Dynasty under the sun
  I take pride in my rappin' session
  
  Chorus:
  Rock the house!
  With a true hip hop
  Rock the house!
  With Mary and Tidjân
  Rock the house!
  It's the ultimate bond
  Rock the house!
  To the sound of the Kwan
  
  Writing rhymes to me is like the Crashbandicota
  Dope, like dope what they smokers smoking all day long
  without doing anything, all I hear is big talk from the
  mouths that should be rappin', ring the bell "ring ring"
  Rock the house with the sound you can't miss
  I'm MC Tidjân and that's my main girl miss
  Mary, queen of la dinasti Kwan
  Avec nos soldats rythmiques c'est la force octagone