raep – blow up lyrics
[verse 1]
this is the sound we were raised to
don’t you expect me to empathize with your fears
ain’t n0body f+cking with my clique, cl!ck, boom
but not like jay+z. i mean literally
he got 99 problems, but a b+tch ain’t one
i’ll get 99 virgins on my d+ck and tongue
when i blow up
[pre+chorus]
yeah i don’t know what the f+ck you up for
but after that let’s do a terrorist attack
[chorus]
turn up! (adderall)
turn up! (gimme! gimme!)
no matter what they say
we gon’ all die anyway
turn up! (detergent)
turn up! (tile cleaner)
when this sh+t blow up
it gon’ murder all you f+cks
[verse 2]
i’d rather die a fighter in a djihat
than hire myself out as a liar in this society of f+cks
i be dropping bombs
i love to be firing guns on you
i will never be able to handle your fearful behavior
better be hiding behind your walls and shooting your neighbor
than risking a dollar? holla to all o’ya not fearing allah
but old men in cellars f+cking foreigners
[pre+chorus]
yeah i don’t know what the f+ck you up for
but after that, let’s do a terrorist attack
[chorus (x2)]
turn up! (adderall)
turn up! (gimme! gimme!)
no matter what they say
we gon’ all die anyway
turn up! (detergent)
turn up! (tile cleaner)
when this sh+t blow up
it gon’ murder all you f+cks
turn up! (adderall)
turn up! (gimme! gimme!)
no matter what they say
we gon’ all die anyway
turn up! (detergent)
turn up! (tile cleaner)
when this sh+t blow up
it gon’ murder all you f+cks
[pre+chorus]
yeah i don’t know what the f+ck you up for
but after that, let’s do a terrorist attack
[bridge]
jaja. jaja. uuh
du stepst mit bomberjacke hier rein
ich mit bombengürtel. brudi, du weißt bescheid:
keine zeit für’n 1vs1
denn wenn ich zünde sind alle dabei
[verse 3]
deutsche rapper klaun’ noch bei tyga
mein eigener style ist mehr so al qaida
du mischst sprite mit hustensaft
ich hausmittel bis es kracht
deine n+z+braut will mein teil
sie mag meine haare mein style
schwarze flagge, arabische schrift
ich heb’ meinen finger. du weißt was es is (is is is is)
ist ja eigentlich nicht so meins, aber scheiß drauf
reinhalten, kommen und dabei “allah” schrein’
was ich rappe ist keine kunst
am ende wirst du wie ne ziege gebumst
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