Lyrics:
Mixmaster, mixmaster
Mixujemy dinx i prond i robim bangier
Mixmaster, mixmaster
Mixujemy dinx i prond i robim bangier
Wenże posypane to zapycham
can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style
Here we go again because it's been a while
Do me a favor, don't touch
can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style
Here we go again because it's been a while
Do me a favor, don't touch
can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style
Here we go again because it's been a while
Do me a favor, don't touch
bring a gun
Yo, here come my homeboy mixmaster spade
Man, what's up, man?
Hey man, ain't you from compton, man?
(ah yeah)
Alright man, tell em what's up,
die Batzen mit Musik, alles gut, läuft es easy
Mister Mix-Master Z, halt fest, geb' dir Fizzy
Hab' 'ne Schlucha aufm Rücksitz, deal' nur Weißes,
mixmaster
I diss faster dissaster break bones have plaster
..aaaj nikalta ha galiyaan mujhe par kabhi bolta tha tu b 1 shot ur a sick rapper
Mind hacker
faker
Bro, zici că-s blender
Și te face Mihayy faster
Zici că ești Mix/Master
Cred că m-am îndragostit din nou de trap-ul ăsta de căcat, no
Și acuma nu
i wanna popstar ye
엄마 난 커서 스타가 될래요 hyperpopstar ye
니가 뭘 알아 나도 몰라 날 보기는 봤어? ye
녹음 대충 조져버리고선 바로 mix&master ye
삘이 왔어 ye ye ye
존나게 hyper
난 붕떠있는 pop
pow
Breeze... You know me and you can clown right, right?
We gotta see if... Mixmaster Spade can do it
... It's the joint!
[Mixmaster Spade:]
Well it's
bring a gun
Yo, here come my homeboy mixmaster spade
Man, what's up, man?
Hey man, ain't you from compton, man?
(ah yeah)
Alright man, tell em what's up,
bring a gun
Yo, here come my homeboy mixmaster spade
Man, what's up, man?
Hey man, ain't you from compton, man?
(ah yeah)
Alright man, tell em what's up,
space probes
Fine green honey's representin' with no clothes
Mixmaster Mike, Mixmaster Mike...oh God, oh, makin' the pussy tight
No jimmy, no gimme no
in effect
And I'ma talk to my man Mixmaster Ice
Now check this out
You know that UTFO's all about talkin about young ladies, right?
Right about now
(This is far out)
Drop it
Yeah
Dissin' all you Robidog deejays that suck
And I ain't gotta call no names
My name is Mixmaster, battle me if
created the beat
Written, mix/master produced all by me
I GRINDED & GRINDED for this cant you see
That i was meant to succeed
While you hating rappers suck
Dzięki Tomczak za bit, dzięki Tyma$ za mix/master
Beng beng haha
Okej, AF armia
Muszka, almost fly (Yo)
Utgard Studio, WuEmKa
Wydaj mnie Królik
Też
Petits, on faisait de beaux dessins
Nous étions bons dessinateurs
Ensuite, expliquant des bouts de soi
On s'est risqué au mix/master
On s'ennuie
the volume from the mid to the max
'Cause Mix-Master Ice is back
When it come to cuts, most deejays are neglectin' it
I'm resurrectin' it, puttin' a concept
town
Constructicons form to create
The amalgamous monstrosity that Autobots hate
Right arm is formed by Scavenger
Left leg is formed by Mixmaster
back on the mic doggin' the show
I got platinum 'round my neck that will never fade
The name of the chain's Mixmaster Spade
A sure shot, a body
mixmasters and cutmasters
True grandmasters even jammasters
Listen to what I'm sayin' on the mic
She's hard as a man, too sexy for a dyke
So let your
he hits the mic like Mix-master
This the Battle of Troy with no Pastor
Slicker than a can of oil with no Castor
Chill in the front of the flight,
to the Mixmaster days
And put it all in your jawmeat
And wiggle it around a little bit, hahaha
YouknowhatI'msayin? Party favors nigga
Ahh yeah, y'all need a couple
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