So all you guys want more, of course
Girls you dig what you see, of course
So all the heads, screams are getting more and more, of course
Do you want more? Do you want more? Do you want more?
Throw your hands to the ceiling, of course
Shall we tear the whole hook, of course
So if everyone wants more, scream, of course
Ey of course, of course
Ey check Petter
Hiphop like Adam the little one, you see a mille make gold out of my pill
Rock plates like Ville, a twelve hundred genius
With Petter on the mic, ey what a guy
Plus fat with a blood alcohol level, run, run
I flow like a swing, tight as Loket in a thong
Nothing, can stop me, pick me, grab
Rent the torpedo that can knock me, pick me
It can be fat so tell me
For all the heads out there, you, you
Real shit just hip hop and rave, rave
Yo, Eye n'I and Petter says, ey, ey
All the girls shake their ass, cork the scum
I'm busy dumbass
Doing business on stage, kicking legs
Taking the trophy, sliding into the first compartment, with the blue light siren
So all you guys, you want more, of course
Girls, you dig what you see, of course
So all the heads, screams are getting more and more, of course
Do you want more? Do you want more? Do you want more?
Throw your hands to the ceiling, of course
Shall we tear the whole hook, of course
So if everyone wants more, scream, of course
Ey of course, of course
Sleepy, sleepy, slag siesta
Over 10 years in the game, Birkastan's best
All the guys in the house scream, rock, rock
All the chicks on the floor scream, yeah, yeah
Ey, Falkis prods the beat, of course
While Petter lays the verse, so smart
Wonderful is a clear, crystal clear I press "start"
Takes my speed can never lower my speed or speed
You wonder where I get everything from, my microphone
Sweeping through the country, witnessing Natural Bond
I roll in, slightly tipped, a little freaked out
Despite various hippers, a true mic ripper
Progs and drinks, chicks waving
Posses rinking, PeeWee standing and waving
The fans they wave, the crowd you revel
Screaming when we crush, check the bosses' bosses
So everyone guys yo you want more, of course
Girls you dig what you see, of course
So all the heads, screams get more and more, of course
Do you want more? Do you want more? Do you want more?
Throw your hands to the ceiling, of course
Shall we tear the whole hook, of course
So if everyone wants more, scream, of course
Ey of course, of course
I leave MC's as worm food, brain dead on two reds
Want to see Eye n'I crush, say crush, crush
Brutal murder, my pen will glow on the paper
There's a word for the way Eye n'I flows, beautiful
I give you that feeling
Like when you smoked a kilo of mayja
With the mice your self-esteem plus your brain gets pajja
Come and test, aja baja, won't go away
Unleashing my alien power on, every motherfucker that moves
Ey, Eye n'I got a hell of a lot of techniques,
Verbal martial arts master to microphone slanderer
And you, you tiger, to a Natural Born representative*
To every fool that raps, to everyone that steps
Read my lips, ey damn I pepper, with only AK4
Numero uno, fat as a whole sumo
A cork la off, who's that rocking?
Me, stupid question, yeah, yeah, stupid question
So all the boys yo want more, of course
Brides, you dig what you see, of course
So all the heads, screams are getting more and more, of course
Do you want more? Do you want more? Do you want more?
Throw your hands to the ceiling, of course
Shall we tear the whole hook, of course
So if everyone wants more, scream, of course
Ey of course, of course