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Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve!
I laugh at all of you, just like Mr. Wixa
Your weak ass flow triggered me
Lightning storm when I flex on the track with the Brickminister
Middle finger to the clowns and their crap on Twitter
You're as outdated as Windows Vista
You think you're the future
Ha, sure sure, sure

Ey flow changes that are so fresh, none of you low levels have
If I want a challenging opponent
Then I'd have to clone myself or battle my bro
You don't get it
No, you don't understand anything
To you, we're just a glitch in the matrix
What will you do when DAT ADAM hits the gas?

Oh damn, oh damn, no one expected that
Ey, the YouTube posers show steadily how it's done
Tell me, which of the lames packs so much style in their parts?
We do the same with the scene as Freezer did with Namek

Boom, we blow it up and German rappers call Domian, brrrr
No joke, the three of us are on fire like Ponita, ey
Your style isn't original and more widespread than Comic Sans, ey
By far, no one is as nice as the Hydra
You know it, bruh

Yee, man - you know these German rappers?
Oh, screw them, man
They want to be like American rappers so bad right now
Yee, that's true
They just talkin 'bout fucking bitches
Making money and all that lame ass boring shit

Go count your cash, count your cash
We're changing the subject
In the world, being stupid is now the mega trend
Go away, 'cause when we spray, we do it vehemently
The DFA boys are permanently in their element

And stay as they are, just chilled out
Hating on us makes no sense unfortunately
Three playful kids show their skills, drop
Hits and climb the Olympus
Floating over beats, living the music
Any self-criticism would be blasphemy
Load a gun with the verses and schemes
Aim at you and empty the magazine

We spit fire like a Charizard
Always big mouthed like a Totodile, bruh
We see through all their moves, homie, Sharingan
The sound bangs like a fucking Kamehameha

We flex like a circular saw
Really ridiculous that you convince yourselves
That what you're doing is the future
I laugh at you and the shitty scene
Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha

Yo brother
You know, German rappers are really creative
Oh really?
Yea, they are creative when it comes to inventing new sell-out moves
You know, they want you to buy their album
Years before they even put out some music
They put stupid shit no one needs in ugly boxes
And call them deluxe, just to push their revenue
Which leads to better chart rankings in Germany
That's hella whack!

Those are the moves, my homie
Why are they such tools, my homie
Oh damn - We're as cold as a damn Snowman
And like a virus for their damn program
They're trapped in the now and we're already in tomorrow, jajaja

Tell me, if they're the new shit
Why don't they bring anything new?
Sometimes I indulge in what's considered cool shit in this country
And I'm disappointed
Fucking disappointed!
Just annoying, urgh
And we're supposed to be the ones who are the toys here?
What came from us years ago, the quick-witted ones are only catching on today
We're changing the game, lowkey, and the haters want to deny it

Ye ye ye yeee, you want to ignore the Hydra, but secretly you're interested
Even after three damn bong hits, I rap tighter than you
You can't imitate the style
There's really no need to argue
Ey, we're dope and you're whack
Does that sink into your brain?