Scooter - East Sands Anthem lyrics

(One, two, three, one, two, three, four)

Hop on the spot, rock round the clock
You can't reach my caliber, my lyrical stamina
Magical like Excalibur, that's how it goes
That's the prose

And if you don't know you have to be
Uno, dos tres at least one of the best
Big up them junglist boys
I say yes, hyping up the crowd
All those lyrics flowing out of my mouth

(One, two, three, four)

Hop on the spot, rock round the clock
You can't reach my caliber, my lyrical stamina
Magical like Excalibur, that's how it goes
That's the prose

And if you don't know you have to be
Uno, dos tres at least one of the best
Big up them junglist boys
I say yes, hyping up the crowd
All those lyrics flowing out of my mouth