Majid:
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CPH sick like a rape case
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never the less
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u¢¥ll give it up all for a taste
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we waste no time
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partying just like we apes
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flavor most y¡¯all
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sparkling on your fucking tapes
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in this entertainment
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shine like platinum bracelets
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capture your listeners
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no matter what their race is
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be ready to face this
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dangerous
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lyrically outrages
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blowing up the spot
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cuz I¡¯m the one that amazes
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Say why y¡¯all gotta be calling my home city a ghetto, when it¡¯s not
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I never seen a real ghetto before ? damn!!! I know my block
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Concrete jungle ? but it ain¡¯t mo¢¥ than that baby, u know!!!
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There¡¯s no thug life - no bitches and ain¡¯t nobody¡¯s poor
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See my slums are mo¢¥ like Pleasantville
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With a murder once a year
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+ some alcoholics on every street corner
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sipping on welfare
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I¡¯m making it clear
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I represent hip hop over here
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Copenhagen 2660 - el moro yeah!!!
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Chorus:
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outland-moro
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don¡¯t run or hide
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renovadores
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better recognize
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outland-moro
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¢¥till the day that I die
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cph-moro
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feeling real high
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En esta selva de concreto
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Se siembran los rumores
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Crecen, se abultan, desvanecen
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A cada amanecer con lengua de serpiente
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Venenozo anochecer
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Dicen conocerme
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Una vez me han mirado
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O han pasado por mi lado
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Mis pasos son contados
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En los oscuros callejones
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Fantasia nunca falta
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La vida no vale nada
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Si no es para vivir
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Por que pasar el tiempo
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Comentando mi existir
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(Translated)
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In this concrete jungle
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People sow the rumors
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They grow, they enlarge, and they vanish
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Every single dawn, is like a serpent tongue
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Venomous nightfall
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They claim to know me
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And only once have they seen me
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Or walked by me
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Its like my steps are counted
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In the dark alleys
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The fantasy never misses
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But life is nothing worth
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If it isn¡¯t to live it
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So why expend their time
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Comment on my existence
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Creative:
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See this is where I took my first breath
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born and bread lot of bloodshed
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and now I¡¯m probably stuck until I¡¯m dead
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codename silent alcoholic who wont say a word
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and still leave the club with your bird yo
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I¡¯m like the devil in the church when I creep
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on these dead end streets 2 many wanna see me
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buried 6 feet deep bringing heat on this planet
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where I¡¯m stranded
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calling the shots the way I planned it
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Chorus...
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Lets dance
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Lets see if you stand a chance
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You wanna go toe to toe with the best but cant keep up your pants
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Outland moro represents and conquer your camp
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With a million hardcore immigrants we doing biz
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Live and direct they digging what we doing chasing figures
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Still got itchy fingers on triggers outland niggers
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We taking hip hop to the next level
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Sky¡¯s the limit for these devils
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Don¡¯t course trouble but revolution like we rebels
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CPH moro leaving my mark like Zorro screaming moro
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And cock the hammer Copenhagen to Havana
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Some say we mainstream out for the cream
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But hip hops about changes and fulfilling your dreams
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Chorus...
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CPH Moro feat. Majid, Creative
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Outlandish |