Dawa

Yeah, crick, yeah, crack, yeah, mystic trick, yeah, mystic crack,
Who’s here, the renegade in the dance hall.
Let’s get ready to talk to them,
Young man roll your spliff, young girl roll your ass.
'Cause the three troublemakers are back to stir up chaos,
Once again it's Ben-J, Djamatik, and me Kyja.

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Renegade's here to DJ,
Everyone in the dance hall is ready to get wild,
Renegade's tearing it up,
Everything's hot like a torch shining bright.

Ben-J, Jacky, Djamatik D are here to hype it up,
Three guys on the mic, it’s bound to create some smoke.
Young man roll your spliff, young girl shake your booty,
Slowly... Listen to this!
Dance, squale, 'cause I’m kicking off the party,
The man we call Ben-J on the mic, tell me what’s more normal.
I make the crowd shake and bring chaos to the halls,
Everyone’s losing it, I’m not leaving any stone unturned.
Hey! Second signal,
The temperature’s rising, decadence is settling in.
It’s moving, it’s dancing, it’s grinding... ouch ouch ouch!
The whole crowd’s losing it and that’s what matters most.

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Here I am again, here I am, Jacky or Kyja,
Always ready, ready to stir up chaos.
I’m not here to play games, or put on a show,
But smoke this version like you smoke your ganja.
Indeed, I’m here to blow it up and show off,
Jacky Texeira isn’t one to joke around.
You love my flow, you love my style,
Timal, watch out when Jacky’s mad.
'Cause on this track I’ll kill you, flip you, execute you,
Chop you up, hit you hard, persecute you with uppercuts.
Like Tyson, Jacky knocks you out in under a minute,
Like Tyson, I hit this track like a brute.

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We’re ready, we’re decided,
Grab the mic, we’re not here to talk nonsense (x2).
Djamatik’s here to DJ,
Everyone’s screaming, dance hall’s on fire.
Mic in my hand, I know it’s dangerous,
I’ve got a recipe to make it happen (x2).
When I come in, I know the energy’s speaking,
Energetic and physical, that’s what I’m about.
When I drop on the mic, it’s shining bright,
Every toast I drop hits like a firecracker.