Who seeds da wind will earn da storm, I need my thunder style, cause I don’t do it in a norm, I'm like a worm who undermines da system, go against da brainless mainstream, sick music from sick guys, one hit wonders with a life range like flies
I don’t care if this music dies, but it will be the end of millions of chartlovin' guys, indeed I think we need this kind of sound, when we want to keep alive the underground, and that sound gives me text files with no end in this "onehitwonderland", I explore it with a smile, more, they won’t get from me, I feel like in a supermarket for an Mc, food for tha microphone, cause it’s hungry,
I just have to activate da radio and what I here is da voice of fast made money, all for da business and da sign of money, in every one hit stars eyes

Ref: One hit wonders and not more, once played straight to high score

2X

Sounds for da masses in fast-food form, all for da biz, all in a norm; thousands of people buy da hit but I have to flee when I hear that shit, but there comes a time were no one can hear da song anymore and da supastar can leave da musicbiz through da backdoor, now he isn’t a star no more, one hit, one year, a short career
but this is not the end, in the one hit wonderland, it takes no time and a new star is here, with da same dream, get around, get on stage and here da masses scream,
a circle with no start and no end, fake image, ghost writers and ghost singers, I cannot understand, but this is how da life goes, in the one hit wonderland

Ref: One hit wonders and not more, once played straight to da high score

2X

once playing straight to high score, that is da reason they are livin' for

4X voice