Nico & Vinz - Del 3: Nykommere lyrics

[Verse 1: Vincent Dery] First off, the first shall be the last They got it all confused, I'll be the first to ever last Never been a quitter, I complete whatever task Five star is a movement, and time is moving fast Up to no good, but the flow sounds better I heard 'em say 'Envy, y'all that plus extra' Yup, extra, gum shoot sticky Meaning we ain't peeling off with that bullsh**, you can miss me Word, we murkin' My writing good, underline, cursive Urkel flow, b**h, did I do that? All I do is hooks now, like I can't rap Singing la la la la like Kanye did Constipated rappers can't tell me sh** Drop the footprint, now the buzz following Cause Envy is the answer and the question 'who's the hottest here?' [Verse 2: Nicolay Sereba] December the 5th, man, Dreamworks loose Kept you warm through the winter like a Canada goose Damn, getting close now, zoom Ain't gotta tell you five star makes moves, the t-shirts do Rapping has been on their 2's, man, they see us make progression It's medicine for your ears, I be spitting out prescriptions Genocide k** it, painting a vivid picture Even deaf people listens saying 'Nico, you the best, man' I'm sorry, didn't mean that in a bad way But if I didn't say it, that bar would be a bad phrase They quick to judge, this ain't no dancing competition But if you ever test 'em, brother get the stepping Bars something like Willy Wonka, son And where the sweets from, there's more to come Never worry about the ones, just settle for number ones Got 99 problems, blowing up ain't one [Verse 3: Phil T. Rich] I stepped in the game, boiling rappers just like I am Mr.Lee Baws with the gang, new A-Team, guess, guess who Mr.T These here little me's ain't on my pedigree My dogs chew up 'em, like they try to eat some Pedigree I work hard, I ain't trying to be a has-been I could be indoors and still be outstanding Kick bars, FC Barcelona Philly is a goner Still about to choke - Homer Still chasing after that Bugatti toy Chicks kissing my neck saying I taste like Nugatti, boy Flow like water, call me scuba Spitting fire like King Koopa But they all biting; barracudas Since the days of Roc-a-fella Been on game, feel like Guti, Rykkinfella Muhammad Fellah, go and tell a fella You love me like Bjørn Dæhlie I laugh at rappers, ha ha ha ha, Færdiih [Verse 4: Lars Rubix] De kan'ke stoppe meg nå Er sikkert noen som vil si det, men de tro'kke jeg på Ser ned på dere, for jeg er oppe og går Er I toppform, jeg føler meg på Rocky-nivå Gjør meg sjæl, og gjør det skikkelig Eter opp en rapper som en burger med en pickle I Ingen her er sikker hvor du kommer fra som Wikileaks Hører bare ma**e fuglekvitter som en Twitter beef Lever livet som en ungkar Men har alltid holdt det OG, morfar Chillern nedi I banken, leser lommeboka Storgal, for meg er dere oompa lompas Klart Lars har bars Om du ikke holder tempo, ta avstand fra'n Mange av dere er pult; ashko Få nå er det BLP for life som en tattoo [Verse 5: LidoLido] Good guys in the building, believe that Real talk aka RT that You watching the future; gypsy Hit you in the head; frisbee You can call me L-I, cause you know how I D-O Young Mozart, been at it since I was zero Let me bring you back to the music; Neo Heads up; Galileo In the middle of little Italy Little did we know that we riddled some middlemen Who knew little of Lido's little league Literally living deliberately to limit me You idle, I scribble my little enemy into me I know they not liking them sk**s Writing their wills, pop vitamine pills Don't worry about it, Norway, we gotcha That's so gangsta, Fola Fola Blakka [Verse 6: Dreamon] It's no secret I'm the sh** now So outstanding, them haters better just sit down Nothing to laugh about, b**hes almost pa**ing out Since I'm allergic to cats I happen to drag 'em out And now they saying I'm getting a little big headed Rest in peace to the beats, I been k**ing it, they've been deaded All them rappers' careers looking a little thin threaded I am a B-E-A-S-T, big letters Motherf**ers better check the spelling Call me spawn newborn outta Satan's belly Really no point in trying to stop me though This be the sticky fingers down to your throat Throwing up obnoxious flow n***as be: “I'm k**ing it in this industry” Even my enemies pretendin' to be a friend of me Obviously I'm better than I ever been You can take a couple of minutes and let it settle in