If you're requesting a fame rapper
I'll show you who's the best, leaving every brain scattered
Message for banana kids, pineapples
They want to kill the phrases, but can't drop 'em
What the f-fuck am I talking about?
Does someone got chances for stopping me now?
They chase me, but can't see, I'm hurting them plenty
I can feel their fear, no one's stopping me now
Silly little bastard, watch how I spit, getting speed, so I feel a little bit faster
I'm a little bit of rascal, little bit od asshole, little bit of... that's all!
And I feel great – living the moment
I'm super sayian, in need for the enemies, seeing them coming!
I've got nothing in my pocket as it always been
Your favourite rapper? I can crush this sucker, off the scene!
(In a moment) In a second, I'm seeing the barriers, I feel I can break 'em
I'm walking and rhyming, how long exactly don't ask me – even I can't reckon
Do you hear my accent? It's the worst
But seriously, fuck this, feel the burst
F-f-f-f-feel the burst, f-f-f-f-feel the burst
Got heart, got flow, got rhymes, got skill
I'm awesome – Vandal, shit's got real