Текст песни Crab Rappers - Crabitat

They can not hold us down
We're com'n from every nook and cranny in town
Missionary sittn on the beach you're a visionary
The waves are flawless all the way to the shore
Bats fly high in the sky as an encore

Meanwhile the verandah at gannies is the set location
4 lads push a rhyme flow mutation
Even grandma joins in on the action
Garunteed hook with permanent traction

Set the scene alrighty goen deep into Indo
Back when a wee little girl had a go
Rap battles the forte leavn em wasted
Battered inkless octopus is how they tasted

And on and on to the African farmland
An 11 year old perfects raps in the sand
The wordplay relentless mother loves list'n
Hum'n melody to supply ammunition

To the crab rappers
Fuck Mike D and Adrock they're done
Boy they cant hold us down
We're com'n from every nook and cranny in town boy
Buckle up for the rhyme spectacle
A flow fountain in the makings detectable

To Chicago there's a slow ride on the turnpike
Sisters duch it up with hermaphrodite
Each with an afro grown from the get go
United as one savage with the zeph flow

On a boat to the archipelago of Fiji
Sounds of the conga float around the palm trees
Nic Nats on a holiday gob smacked
Raponauts pile it on by the beach shack (yeah)

Over to Kiwiland and in hand is a cold mic
And a vision to work it til it glows white
All eyes on the big bro freestyln' with gusto
No fear to let it go and run with no ego

And whats up around downtown London
Geezers up at the bar rap to beatboxn
A skinny dude stickn crunk with funk
Ladies mov'n in with the junk

To the crab rappers
Fuck Mike D and Adrock they're done
Boy they cant hold us down
We're com'n from every nook and cranny in town boy
Buckle up for the rhyme spectacle
A flow fountain in the makings detectable

Sailn' through to Male in the Maldives
Someone get a chair for the tourists their barely alive
Local kids make fun of 'em and spit well
They take their sneakers and rap about that aswell

Further north Iceland bboys and gals breakdance
While bars are fly'n take a glance
Their live sling'n speech to ease their mind
Woke thought listen and you'll get woke taught

In Canada hip hop heads rap candy thongs
Then rip the mic and have a singalong
An all gal jam no donkeykong
Metaphors as strong as smoke from tha bong

A road trip to 8 mile in Detroit
A young buck has talent to exploit
Word arrangement painting with no grammar
Toasting at home singn' sweet home Alabama

To the crab rappers
Fuck Mike D and Adrock they're done
Boy they cant hold us down
We're com'n from every nook and cranny in town boy
Buckle up for the rhyme spectacle
A flow fountain in the makings detectable