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Yeah, that's sick, that's sick!
Taking this one back to the roots
Let's put another banging donk on it!
And I'll be like, Kovas is sick tonight
But you already know that, don't ya?
You already know what's about to come
Now you don't have to open the brochure
I've been doing this shit so long
I could do it in my sleep, man, pissed or sober
I've got so many bars and flows
If you want us to be on a mic, a roaster
You don't want to come close to Kovas
'Cause when I start vibrating bars, it's over
And bars are so hot, don't come any closer
Third-degree burns coming from exposure
Hold the phone, bro, who's that promoter?
Talk about cash, is he massive kosher?
You won't catch me doing the show there
Pay my fees if you want me on the poster
This is the donk song, this ain't disco
This ain't a phone song, this ain't Cisco
Yes, I'm the best, but this ain't Bisto
Shit, I'm a hit, 'cause a miss ain't this, though
Dispose MCs, bin 'em, quick flows
They're walking on eggshells, tip-tip-toes
I rip shows up, no gimmick, sick flows
I'm ending careers, from stealthy intros
A spit so quick they feel surrounded
Make them feel like they're spinning, in close
Rhymes are all mine, I'm not trying to impose
Marshland that flavor, a mind of Vimtos
Make them all wish that the ground would swallow them up
Vapour, I'm no minor, sing hope
And never ever get tongue-tied with lingo
It's over for them when I ride the thing, bro
Baseline!
Yeah, man, wicked! (Put a donk on it)
Electro!
That's sick, that mate (put a donk on it)
Techno!
Now that's good! (Put a donk on it)
Yes, good that, green-ey!
Donk-donk-donk-donk
Baseline!
How'd you like that one? (Put a donk on it)
Electro!
Oh, my God! (Put a donk on it)