Ganja Mafia - Puzzle

Honorable Gentlemen and Ganja Mafia clique
Every part of these sqauds is like a Rubik's element.
From novelty to oldschool all over, move motherfucker
Welcome to reality
From K to A to C and P to E to R, for anything to survive today, you have to play fair.
Scream from the sky - I have a goal
And I don't want to let the rest of us down, as often happens in this filthy industry.
You crush, you fry, you know what's rolling
We invite you to the screening of the second part, elo!

Who's who, who's who? You can't solve this mystery.
Listen to yourself, son, Gana Mafia talk
Classic style like vinyl, you're fucked up like a cue ball.
And don't fuck, CBA in your skill
Call me MC Killer, I'm getting you into the swing of it like a thriller
I'm gonna stay here a long time because it's a one-way ticket.
On the speakers of Fonos rap, I drive in like Marlin from De Niro
Mafia together on feats, you want to diss - screw you!

BC/JWP GM, no one's here from the raid.
In PL missing puzzle element
When their crew greets my crew
Whiskey flows like water, weed burn like fire
I've got young fans. They're more like high school graduates.
I'm dancing with them right now, and I'm so happy with it.
I'll kick off everyone who's giving a shit.
They put themselves together instead of putting it all together.

GM Crew, hello, doing rhymes like doing puzzle
You say it's bullshit, I say "fuck your taste"
I know these tricks, brother. I put the fat rap.
The clock is ticking a lot of springs, so I have to put everything together
Sometimes the pieces don't fit, no matter how I move them.
Evidently they don't grow, smoke, roll, crush.
It's trilogy second part if you don't know what's going on
The launch blocks are ready, Jot to Wu to Pe.

And I'm calling to the blackboard, it's not fucking happy hour
And it's not just your neighbor who's getting laid tonight.
Good rap plays all the time, they're quiet on the speakers
So infantile rhymes, like you're peeing in a potty.
JWP clique, peac out for Ganja Mafia
You don't want to know what this gang can do.
As for a vandal graffiti, so for us bombed tracks
Everything good has to be done, that’s what we insist on.

A good beat is one thing, a fire is another
Honest rhyme is the essence and arises what I like
I'm thick in my head, you'll remember for a long time
G to M, J to W to P - will not say boredom
It's a robbery, a decade goes by, rap is not a dummy
Through the blocks and backyards, this music has been flowing for years.
It's HH, it's hip-hop, the puzzle
For your tale-shell, we're from a different fairy tale.

I'm the one who's making this talk about how nice you want more.
Lineup, One Love, One DJ, Four MCs
Siwers and Lord in every element
When I put still'o on the track, mike drips with meat
Everything's fine, fat dripping from the membranes
Rocks has to be right, the brain is the key - my sure bet
These puzzles I complete, I find - I cheer
JWP/BC GM, today we connect.

Sometimes lives scattered, million-elements Ravensburger
He's giving me a new track, and he's bugging me like Krueger
Though heavy, like cement, I spit venom like a cobra
I'm adding my element so you can see the bigger picture.
Old guys, though underage mouths
We know all the tricks in it, but I'm still hungry.
How casanova fertile, my artistic libido
I'm standing hard on a card, not on YouPorn with a dick.

Too much content in the first verse can't fit
Listen to the rest of you, 'cause this is rap Shakespeare.
It doesn't take muscle to tear 'em to shreds.
Texts are enough - a wave of chills pierces them
Like the eyes of the beast I look at the world every day
'Cause on a windless day I want to catch the wind in my sails
And there's no way I'm not gonna put it together like I have to.
Those pieces of the puzzle, that piece is Bel Beala.