Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance
What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance

Ah, in Massafra strange things seem like the island in Lost
In a jihadist cave, home invasion in the loft
I don't do the extra beat, my shit money talk
Cash flow from the ECB, I'm having dinner with the bosses
I have a monkey on me as big as Wukong and King Kong
My friend sells, but he likes it and goes at a loss, you know
Scenes of violence that you can search on Tor
So much liquid ketchup that I need a porthole to look at it
Shootouts in downtown T-A seem like O'Block
I've seen more dope than Peter Tosh, hats off
If you tell me, "Movement", I reply, "Let's work"
I used to take orange pills, but I didn't wear the Globe
Kid Yugi

What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance
What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance

I drink like drunkards, I used to smoke like Alborosie
You are only dangerous at the microphone
For money, whims like spoilt children
I silence twenty rappers, I screw thirty pigeons
Yo, no one gets married but you play the witnesses
That's not underworld, that's testosterone
Belly swollen from alcohol, it seems like I'm taking steroids
We were in the trap house, big pieces, asteroids
Programmed for collection, we are a group of androids
I smoke thirty packs, I drink fifty hectoliters
I pinch you from behind, it seems like you have hemorrhoids
I'm thinking about the profit, the surplus, the net, the revenues
Kid Yugi

What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance
What's this? What's that? What's good? What's up? What's up?
Wagwan, hot bars, the gang, the dog, all star, no scared one
Top Gun, folk stuff, old scratch, snow truck, all angel dust
Just a random peasant, I had no chance

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