rhymes like rifle shoots in the rivals i'm a mic masta, don't try to bust me s-t-a-l-i-n ruffneck style, aii ruffneck like the lada to lada drive-by the secret lab invented the sick bassline the work stopped, they jump, they make the bass pump you gotta check this out, this awesome sound the sound of the bassline. stop. make sure you're ready to face the bass. turn up the volume to the max. people in the clubs prepare your heads to bang bass beats like a fucking boomerang now all my fellas, smash the fucking dancefloor all my ladies, smash the fucking dancefloor here we go, and we stay chest to chest and now we jump on the sound of the bass!
the sound of the bassline
wait, who's that sick bastard! who's on the mic, who caused this disaster. no blaster, call me ak-47, i'm a mad russian gringo, uno, dos, borsch! boom! blacka! the sick bassline! bears are dancing, bears are bouncing high. i'm a warn ya, keep off the kids if they can't stand the bassline like this