B.C. 2000

[Strophe I:][Doubleface]
Ey, b.C.'s finest, kmc your highness!
Spezializtz assigned this specialized assignment!
Specialized in rhyming, rap expert, rap export
Come see me rap next tour! What's the practice for?
This is routine now, keep ya'll at the edge of your seat
Like movie crowds! We move the ground, shake the earth
And worse will come to worse, doubleface, me first!

[Strophe II:][Harris]
Bei diesem track flipp' ich aus im wahresten sinne des wortes!
Hiernach werden g.B.Z. & kmc angeklagt wegen mordes!
Tatverdächtige wegen rhymerische erpressung, vorsätzlichen mord an faker!
Schwere lyrische körperverletzung und totschlag an hip hop verräter!
Die richter sehen wir eher gar nicht als später dit kannste kneten!
Wir singen beim betreten von fetten feten, fick keten! Get moneten!
Berliner werden in andern städten jedem verdrehten schwachmatischen proleten
In die eier treten (what) und dit schwör ick bei meinen greten!

[Strophe III:][Boogieknight]
Yo, it's either fam or friend who i be rollin' with, kmc & spezializtz
B.C. Controllin' shit! It's over with, only if we say so!
These people lethal over beatz, their flow won't let the heat go!
Delete foes, still hungry need to eat slow
Feed the inner soul strictly v's and minerals!
Straight mission in other things the whole republic sings!
2 crews feature each other, get more publishing!

[Strophe IV:][P.O.T.]
Whut up, berlin-thug-love could get you cut up!
Touch us, you'll find yourself naked with your butt up!
(mothafucka) shut the fuck up! No need for explainations!
You did what you did, life's full of greed and temptations!
Call of satan, g.B.Z. & kmc is waiting at the gate of hell with an
Arch-angel!
Darkness fell when lightning finally blushed em!
I don't overload for nothin'... All of a sudden...!

[Strophe V:][Pure g.O.D. Manifested]
I take eight and say shit, make niggas go ape shit!
And you make this on a low, cause your ho wanna tape this!
Pure g.O.D., man of his word and with a pen in my hand i damage a verb
Write a verse and leave your family cursed! Waitin' in line to be next and
Shit
Pick up and throw a brick at your new lex and shit!
Da best at this, take a breath and rest your shit!
Da exorcist when i spit (aiyo) my text and shit!

[Strophe IV:][KC da rookee]
Yo, it's da r-double-o, k-double-e!
Ya'll clown-ass rappaz can't fuck with me!
I see 360°, 365, ma clikk live
Perpetrators up against me workin' for a higher prize!
Livin' lo lo, hybernate 95% is fake!
I started on a 4 track tape, burn ya vinyl off da shelfs
Spittin' damage ruinin' ya health!
Lyrical combat, run over competetors, stomp dat!

[Strophe VII:][Dean Dawson]
Whassup?! Whassup?! Das ist berlin hip hop!
G.B.Z. & kmc... Boy, lick a shot! Fulltime styler, 030 rhymer
Sorgen immer noch für action so wie damals als man klein war!
Doch jetzt als mc's & dj's aus den strassen von berlin
Infizieren wir die scene als b.C. Team!
Zieh'n mit amazonen die dienen von brünette bis blondinen
Und mit vielen vielen kriegern die auf die selben ziele zielen! What?!

[Strophe VIII:][Big Sal]
How fair is a mc when his style is at war?
I dare you to test me when bullets fly through your door!
So pass that echo award in eins zwo! Your ecko wear, let go! Ya hear?!
I don't want to wet your gear! After i rob max for his millions
I'll ask samy deluxe to hand me his bucks up in the renaissance!
5 star! Yo mama's a dike, kind of persona i like
Honor the type that be unsigning the hype!
Every rhyme i write is feverin', but cold as ice
Thievin' either chris or marc, stieber twins, dough twice!
So nice, to look at chics like brooke and brixx
Have 'em hooked on chris while i crook their chips!
R&b money? Yeah, that'll work for my team!
I'll tow a 9mm just to murk yo machine
With a 1000 mb's that be poppin' yo specs!
While you option about droppin' your next
I'm choppin' a lex... See me ride? I'll be on the tv live
Stickin' reen for his cream while kickin' a freestyle!
I smoked weed with the mongo's 'til their eyes felt numb
Song goes i held 'em hostage for a high dealt sum!
If you got beef we can settle this, big sal the gold medalist
We ghetto kids, kmc & spezializtz! What?!?!