In the year 2000, watch out for Looptroop
  coming to reclaim a city near you
  
  It's Timbuk with the truth, detonate your city like a nuke
  And duck from blue suits and cop boots
  Headline the news and reclaim the avenues
  Scare them nazi crews with rap attitudes
  Cause mass media's polluting the nation
  This is my Swedish history exclamation
  I'd rather stand up for my views in handcuffs
  This shit you can't trust, get fucked and banged up
  Back in the days the state helped Hitler
  Now they're trying to arrest me for packing rizla
  I can't live the law that they speak
  My cause is deep, I keep prowl while you're asleep (Yes!)
  Cause me and Promoe, keep a low pro
  A big bro catch us on a satellite photo
  So when the punk police roll up from light, what
  You want an autographed poster?
  You cops are the same all over the world
  Wanna brush me with the night sting
  Charge me with anything, the mic stink
  How sick can y'all get?
  Timbuktu's the terrorist target
  Excuse me, sergeant, you need a pause for breathing
  I'm gonna put my hands on a mic where you can see them
  And yes, I use profanity and foul language
  You can point your fingers at me cause I'm the bandit
  That's how they planned it, so I can look like the enemy
  Fucking with us [?] , the melody
  This here's a 28 bar felony
  Rounded with the Looptroop to reclaim your city
  
  [Chorus: Cos.m.i.c]
  Nowadays, who got rights? The people? Not quite
  Can you truly say that you feel safe in daily life?
  I try to rise cause the way I see democracy
  Got to be the opposite of your hypocrisy
  A cop to me is like a certified murderer
  who push you down mentally and physically hurting you
  never protect and serving you, that's their policy
  that's why we reclaim the city with no apologies
  
  [Promoe]
  I see men, pulling up in car loaves
  Dressed in law-suites, wanting to trap me behind barcodes
  Like John Carlos, life's a big Olympic game
  Money, drugs and corruption, the winner stays the same
  White guys in suites and ties, telling white lies
  Selling white lines, dollar-signs instead of eyes
  But it's us they rob and blind that's why we stick with dogs
  Atomic canines on your ass like liquid blocks
  Plus we're sick with jobs, that's why we make hits with mobs
  In the studio, DVSG pull stakes and rob
  You, while you look the other way
  Nocturnal animals, locked in their cage during the day
  Then at nighttime we break out on a mission to get even
  Some evil heathens touring the highways of Sweden
  Leaving walls bleeding, cops breathing down our necks
  With bad breath, trying to keep us in check
  But hey, Mr Officer, listen Mr Constable
  My name is Promoe, I'm illegally responsible
  For this multinational corporation called DVSG
  Still underground productive, but now tax deductive
  Nothing to be fucked with, like homos with AIDS
  But here's a three o'clock road block, it's Promoe they raid
  Cause they hate my rebel music with a passion
  But yo, they can not turn it down, they can not cut my hair like Samson
  My record keeps spinning, as long as the world is spinning
  In the next inning I'm swinging until I'm winning
  Cause cops been sinning since the beginning and now the end is near
  Promoe, yo I'm the fuck about it here
  
  [Chorus]