Microphones, lyrics, beats are my world, and as long as I live my production of raps will not stop. An MC for life, I'm not retiring, the rhymes and the beats will accompany me until the end. Because music means a lot to me, it is a part of me and it determines my lifestyle. I wake up in the morning and put on a beat, kick a big freestyle, I use good ideas in the next songs. That's how it goes day in and day out, not a day in my life where I take a breather, because I don't need that, and if you hear from my house, Beatbox is rockin', then there's a power outage. It's not possible for me to overdose, and people say that if it continues like this, I'll become stupid and go crazy, but that's not a bad thing because then I'll get the appropriate rap style.
I invite you a date,
with a microphone and instrumental, just me and you.
If you also need music to live, just say yes.
Let it take you away like that I do.
She's always there for me when I need her, I get butterflies in my stomach every time I'm with her, close my eyes and dive, let me be carried away by her waves; I'm in a state of intoxication. With her I go through highs and lows, mids and breaks; I can't cover up my feelings for her like tapes. Four-four time, the rhythm of my life - give us a beat plus microphones and I'll use the beat until it's over. I send it to everyone who needs rapping like a chain smoker needs his cigarettes, who can hear and feel the sound even when it's completely silent. When you're real, you can't lose, because you're not playing.
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I need a fat track on the cassette deck when I'm sitting in the car - and one that plays it It's the same thing, we accelerate and have fun for hours, because the sad residue of a hundred grams of weed turns the car into an airplane and me into the pilot in the cockpit. Our fuel is beats to which my head bobs, I close my eyes and enjoy the music, which is like a drug for me that I can never get enough of, and that's why for me there are no alternatives to tracks by Spax, FAB and the Massifs, Fettes Brot and Main Concept produce my hits, and because only music that comes from the heart hits me there, I'm fighting against Captain Jack with Major Deal, and dedicating this and all the next tracks to every real one Freestyle fanatic who has often rapped until he was the last one at the party, to everyone who doesn't sell himself but records, because if you're down there with me, we'll come up together.
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Five o'clock - I stare ahead and count paper airplanes because time doesn't pass. And I only understand the train station again, because this isn't my place, on the folding seat on which I sit through my lecture. I have other things on my mind now than studying. I see the professor with the microphone and dream of an audience, and everything I never figured out in math doesn't matter as long as my battery still has juice. I put the tape with the hits in the Walkman and bob my head to beats like I know from New York. Because everyone who writes texts instead of exams gets me going again even in bad times, puts a flow in my ears like my DJ Breaks, and if you feel the same, we have a date tonight.

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