D.N.A. [English translation]

[Verse 1: Karuzo]

Aiyyo, the stomach is growling like a motherfucker

I smoke and am already building the next (joint)

Close the door, wander through the territory

Mark here and there, that I was there

Sikk is my partner, la Junya Mafia

The masters from mars, yoa, your rap is nada

The original, man, Mr.Watanaba

Get the blasters ready and shoot my plasma

As far as Kinshasa, undetected by the radar

Interstellar on the chase after bananas

For the motherfuckers, my Mojo protects me

You bundle your forces against us, but it doesn't benefit you

What now, roughneck? You flag, you are lacking the power

Out of every cell of my body the jail rap breaks loose

Crime is king, I blindly follow my instinct

You are bling bling, I'm bang bang, Genetikk is the gang

(Hook: Karuzo) [x2]

Da Neckbreaker Aliens, we come from far away

Encounter of the third species, we are from another star

The invasion has begun long ago and we march in

Out there is much more, you were never alone down here

[Verse 2: Karuzo]

Like the Indians, I smoke marihuana

Fly like a eagle and howl with the jackals

I see everything transparently, don't make a lot of drama,

It's chargeable, but Hakuna Matata

Sitting Bull, I do the monster dunks

My rap never changed me, only my bank balance

Goddamn, do you know, what I owe to these songs?

Man, you can do, what you want, but you can't get at it

And damn, yes, maybe it's because of the consumption of too much ganja

Bulletproof limo, our UFO is armored

And because of the haters we shoot with lasers

Da Neckbreaker Aliens prey upon the Predators

Selected from thousands, ready to take all losses

Until the only true faith in hip hop revives again

D.N.A., I trust in my immune system

My crew is fame, intergalactic, if you get me

(Hook: Karuzo) [x2]

[Verse 3: Karuzo]

My rap is science fiction, you wanna rhyme, bitches?

Spit lines? No, 'cause this is my shit, my business,

Two spliffs, no limit, my poison is pure and makes high

No woman, no cry, skywalker style, the darkest side of the force,

Secret signs, that distinguish us from our enemies

And now say again, that the third species isn't real

Our squadrons are on course, so hide away

• Artist:Genetikk
• Album:D.N.A.