Clone's Hits

Sté

You motherfuckers with a brain filled with cum
Don't realize how you sound dumb
And perhaps people get numb
by this shit that y'all call "thump"
But I'll thump ya back to the womb
Here comes the storm
The nightmare has begun, time to drop the bomb
S.T. comes like a stomp
The battle's already won
But the motherfuckin war goes on!

Fáb

Apenas olhe, observe e conserve minhas palavras, a minha rima errada que leva pras furadas da vida, rica, pobre insignificante, revolução está em cima da sua estante. Desligue a tv, o pc, desligue você. Aprenda a viver, aprenda a morrer igual a mim e repare no que falo, meu nome é Fábio e eu vou comer seu rabo.

Sté

My clone turned into a rapper
So we could fuck the world together
And put in everyone's ass a lot of pepper
Fuck the world like two rappin headbanger
So hear my letter
There's not gonna be a nice wheather
And it will never turn into a better
Cause I'm stressed and nothing else matters
We gonna fuck even marshal bruce mathers

Ambos

Cause I'm stressed and nothing else matters; you'll get fucked up worse than by Marshall Bruce Mathers ♫