Kool Savas - 2 the Essence lyrics

[DJ Ray D] "Let's start the battle" "I got the type of sk**s that make you wanna quit" "We got that raw sh**" "Tajai" "Gib mir das Mic" "King S" "Masta Ace" [Masta Ace] Yeah it's dark down here, when it spark down here You just might get attacked by a shark down here See we smart down here, we do it for the art down here Make sure your sh** is sharp down here 'Cause this ain't no stroll in the park when you walk down here No, everybody's starving down here Most can't survive, cause there's war down here Extreme self-esteem getting torn down here Life's full of drama but it's more down here End up in a pool of blood on the floor down here Everything you witnessed and you saw down here Leaves you permanently scarred to the core down here Above ground great but it's raw down here Your a** better abide by the law down here 'Cause one false step and you can fall down here Best rappers in the world and we all down here [DJ Ray D] "Let's start the battle" "I got the type of sk**s that make you wanna quit" "We got that raw sh**" "Tajai" "Gib mir das Mic" "King S" "Masta Ace" [Savas] Brainiac dumb dumbs, was für ‘ne Entwicklung, Opfata Jetzt ist der Prof. am Start, ihr schreibt mal euer Magister Entschlüsselt erst diese Hieroglyphen, Essah ist das Synonym für "Kein Respekt", diese MCs sind nur Parasiten wie Chlamydien Werd' nicht müde, sie zu rügen, sprecht es offen aus hier Die Karrieren sind wie Nebel im Allgäu – Fischen im Trüben Warten aufn Hit, ich weiß, die Wahrheit schmerzt, werd' wütend Was für "Star"? Komm mir zu nah, ich la** dich gern verglühen Ich geb' ihn' Kügelchen wie 'n Naturheiler aus der BB-Gun Es reicht – Pump, aber ich bin dir mit dem Kopf voraus wie Zidane Sieh ihn an, eins 80 und doch ein Riese Sie fragen mich, was mit Beef ist Geh, check Bello 3, reagier auf sie wie 'ne Wand Schön für dich, du machst deine Mucke zu Kohle, ich zum Diamant Setze mich gegen den Teufel zu wehr Und siege – Nenn mich Vietnam Außen cool, aber innerlich führt es dich wie den Adler, immer Back zu dei'm Horst, Dicka, ("That's when ya lost"), Ficker [DJ Ray D] "Let's start the battle" "I got the type of sk**s that make you wanna quit" "We got that raw sh**" "Tajai" "Gib mir das Mic" "King S" "Masta Ace" [Tajai] I got ears for the talent, hands for the hustle Mind on militant, heart full of struggle Watch the footwork you just might get hurt Either you're with me or against me on life's adventures So approach cautious, I'm known to stomp imposters Unconscious, in a fresh pair of Adi Da**lers Formatted lossless, acts of lawlessness In suit when I drop this instant mosh pit I did it to d**h from the dingiest depths where the apes at In a skate straight to the apex Scraped and scratched, still lamp with a great set [?] wax strapped in a camp where the grapes at Cut the hand of any scamp tryin' to take that Straight blaw, most you could do is imitate that Brrat, rappers on their blat, riders on the set Everybody walk, ready set, uh [DJ Ray D] "Let's start the battle" "I got the type of sk**s that make you wanna quit" "We got that raw sh**" "Tajai" "Gib mir das Mic" "King S" "Masta Ace"