Klorblekt - Holdin' more bars than a prisoncell Aiight, listen well, I ain't the guy who would kiss 'n tell/ Still though, I'm holdin' more bars than a prisoncell/ Rugged rhymes, but I won't rap about thugs and crimes/ pimps and hoes, chronic, graffiti or drugs and wines/ And I'm not fit, I'm not crazy or outrageous/ I'm the type of guy who complains about loud neighbours/ Still bringin' my rhymes, since the beginning of time/ I'll try to focus, breathe deep and continue my life/ Cause I know I rule this place, all the fools and gays/ nodding their heads to my shit til' they cant' move for days/ I can take out all of you, so fear my scheme/ I'm fed up with your bullshit, so hear my scream/ Why would I even listen to you, you've been rejected since bith/ And I'm gonna drop bars 'til I get the respect I deserve/ I bring so much thunder, I'm considerer to be better than Thor/ So fuck you, gimmie my throne, let us settle the score/ Skriv gerna en raad.