lirik lagu mc frontalot – rappers we crush
[verse 1: m.c. frontalot]
well i wake up frontin’ like i ain’t hung over
read the paper, discover that the germans have annexed grover, cookie, kermie, piggie and all the rest?
there ain’t a single domestically controlled muppet left
is it a plot? some kind of conspiracy?
my coffee is cold, there’s a bitter taste to my cinnamon roll
i venture forth into the bright american day
my neighbor mister hess says “wie gehts?” and waves
i hurry away get in my chrysler (whew)
oh the dismay!
someone’s replaced all of my backstreet boys
with kraftwerk tapes
alright, i’m freaked out, i hope it’s a joke
i hear the ominous industrial beat of a two-stroke
engine – the benz on my left? the bug on my right?
mein gott! a fleet of six trabants encroaching behind!
at the wheel of the lead trabi, a visage of fear!
red’n’yellow eyes, black gloves gripping the steer!
and then it dawns upon me, what chance have i got?
it’s kompressor and he’s chosen for crushing mc frontalot!
[hook: kompressor]
rappers we crush, fingers to dust
kompressor digest vocals and spit out mush
you try front with rhymes
stolen from the jackson five
erase your tapes at night
you cower from kompressor might
[verse 2: m.c. frontalot]
but i don’t wanna be crushed! buried in fear! left for töt!
synthesizer might, tearing the rhymes right outta my throat!
leave my car at the light and run, i make for the park
pursued by steel-toed jack-boots
throwing sparks as they march
and i can hear the gnashing of the yellow t–th
[du kannst nicht hide, rapper geek]
i’m dodging german shepherds playing frisbee with hippies
making hair-pin turns like horror movie heroines and slipping
back on my feet, his breath on my neck
it smells of baked infants and fried cheese [schlecht!!]
run! you’ll surely suffer crushing if you sit still
hop the chain-link to the abandoned wienerschnitzel
what did i do to deserve this? what was my crime?
was it because i sampled die toten hosen that one time?
and i’m reviewing my life cowered under a grease trap
the boot slap stepping ever closer with its cl1ck-clack
now he’s here… now he’s crouching down…
jaws creak open, ants start pouring out
and just when as flesh is about to get devoured
i wake up screaming, wrapped in the sour
sweat-stained sheets, it takes a minute to get up
stumble to the table, read the paper, clear my head up
still hurts, whu’d i drink all that goldschlager for?
business section: em.tv bought jim henson corp
[hook]
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