I talk no English, my mind feels caged
I look so slim, but I had a witness
I sound like a cricket, sitting in the grass
Make all that jazz, bo-bomb that bass
Don’t underestimate your opponent
Yeah I’m skinny, but I really want it
With Superpowers, Antique Model
Child of Chaos, double trouble (trouble)
I beat my meat like dogs in heat
Kinda nympho so I don’t sleep
I freak, ejaculating on your feet
Always loved training girls, cause they’re not weak
And my body is a castle, life’s a hustle
Protected by all these unbreakable muscles
Bitch you ain’t got, shit on me
Money on my mind, gold on my pinky
Got lots of wet dreams, and a dry sense of humour
Listening to techno in my black bumer
Throw my shit, and now, hands in the summer
With my nordic blood, I’m the god of thunder
Need to stay rough, cause life is a jungle
Follow my impulse like master shit psycho
In a cycle, I moonwalk like Michael
And my flow just like Baikal, flush!
Wooh-hoo-hoo!
If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
(yeahhh)
If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
(hah)