Blokkmonsta du willst schlage!

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[Verse 1: Eko Fresh]
Ey yo, Eko Fresh, - if you see me with Blokkmonsta
Be sure, like pumping on the block Monsterbeats
Make a stop in Berlin and then call him asap
Brother, what will happen to us? We're already braindead
We don't have fake rap, like pictures of your face
Or an E.K.O that doesn't hit the beat with the rhyme
Actually, you put on the balaclava
And then straight into the house, take the watch, let me out
You only sold a lot because we haven't dissed you yet
Pissmaden, you're going on tour now, what a joke
And you motherfuckers feel that we're firing independent
It's not our fault that you never do your thing
Ficker, it's totally true, we're underground kings
That's Vä terlicher sound, for mother and child
Now there's beef, like in the Blokkhaus, check out my brother Blokk
The guy who hits you on the head for a review
[Hook: Blokkmonsta]
You want punches?! Then open your mouth
You're flying on your face, I'll step on you again
You want to see underground? Do the two of us understand?
Shut up, open your ears and turn up the speakers
And your mothers are standing there on the curb, like whores
Looking like vultures, walking past, spitting on
No worries in front of your mouth, underground
Wrong world for you, everything isn't going smoothly here
[Verse 2: Blokkmonsta]
I come with guests, like Eko, a gecko is already chattering< br/>I would no longer be underground, here you have your echo
The gecko and by that I don't mean a lizard
I breathe fire like a dragon, on the pyre-lizard
I am Underground king, do my thing like Eko
You're not from our circles, I'm an internal ring
It's back to the roots, Ek to the roots
Exodus your dead, kick with military boots
In the face, you spit blood, you can't talk anymore
One-on-one fight I'll fuck you, eat everyone, man to man
Hold the edge, or knockout, final boss in Blokkhaus
E.K.O, B-L-O double K, your head is smoking
Just like a shisha when we're done with you
Even as a child, you were the victim, locked in a locker
There are punches here in the cage fight, at the late night
Screw your hype, because you all remain gays for me
[Hook]

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