[The Makizar:]
We plundered records*
From the biggest turnips to the most beautiful hits
We took risks dissecting Ziks
And hiding titles
Adding kicks, pouring out our guts
On narrow samples as soon as remanufactured
And specific to our ethics
Re-educating the public
With authenticity, in order to that the false abdicates
In front of Makizar and the whole clique, no...
There's no money story, our thing is sharing good music
K.A.L.H.E.X in the sector, the vector of the old school
Is in your reader
Psychopath flow
Killah style Anibal Lecter
We are active in giving the best
And doing thrill the hearts
[Parental:]
Phrases 16-9th, our words escape from the bars, bring together
The lost souls, always on the move, never parked, always on the move, I assembles
Sample and meaning, the only things that deserve
That I spread my ink blood on the page to describe what irritates me
[Lex:]
The feather gives me wings
But I keep my feet on the ground, thanks to the G clef
This breath of air that unites us
That makes us say, what silences you
br/>Back to the time when people worked to raise the standard
Endured blisters and filled cendars to pick up cigarettes
The desire to do well eats away at us, plunges us into uncertainty
Who shapes us, we rush at full speed into the dead end
Hoping that the sound barrier opens a door to the world before the impact
We span the eras at a time when the people only live the reflection of theirs
Jumps into puddles, tries to erase the blues
On a loop we push, open it, to get rid of the jitters , we prove
How the sound survives without blur but not without groove
The R.A.P is running out of steam, we are its kick in the ass
Knowing when you're going to hit: the only thing you need worry...