The asphalt shook, it thumped in my ear
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When I lost my young heart to a fat beat
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Since then I've liked the city more than before
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When I cruise through Berlin City, reggae's my engine
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I sing on my bike, sometimes bass, sometimes tenor
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At home I crank the sound, the neighbors got humor
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They're into fresh downbeats from my record store
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Concrete jungle, supersonic soundsystem culture
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When party's on, we're on the dancefloor
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The DJ drops the verse and the Jarvis the chorus
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You sink in the bass like a bog corpse in the swamp
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It drives you to your knees, 'cause the rhythm's hardcore
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We shake what we've got till seven a.m
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Elsewhere there's a curfew, here it's the garbage crew
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Then we build a fat pipe, yeah, that happens
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And blow thick smoke through the Brandenburg Gate
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks
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Berlin air, compared to other cities
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Offers the tastiest flavor, the very best qualities
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To celebrate parades and exclusive parties
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The masses are here now, nobody asked them to
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Back then Berlin was about tanks and rockets
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Now I live in the East amid flowery wallpaper
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I don't care too much about coins and cash
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I build a track here and there, but a solid one
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Coolness-wise the city's bursting at the seams
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But where are the dudes who really step up
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To knead their potential, their styles while it's hot
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Too much lung power for too few trumpets
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks
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Big B, home on the Spree
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In summer you're sweet, in winter it hurts
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Mama Berlin, bricks and gasoline
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We love your scent when we roam the blocks