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Quarashi

Quarashi was a Rap metal group from Reykjavík, Iceland. The group consisted of rappers Hössi Ólafsson (later replaced by Egill Olafur Thorarensen), Ómar Örn Hauksson, Steinar Orri Fjeldsted, and Sölvi Blöndal (who also acted as producer, keyboardist, percussionist, drummer and songwriter). For live shows, Quarashi was joined by guitarist Smári "Tarfur" Jósepsson (later replaced by Vidar Hákon Gislason), bassist Gaukur Úlfarsson, and DJ Dice (later replaced by DJ Magic). more »

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2002

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I'm as big as they come when I'm over the phone. I'm as
clean as they come when I'm fixing my zone, on my own.
Clock my clone, lock my home, cool it. I don't pretend to be
gentle because I fool it. I tackle the Jekyll on his mission to
crack and I be squeezing his throat and I'm beating him
back. We gotta go for attack before he gets far, blow up
the death star and kill the copycat. Now to the next episode
when we are back on the road and we are racing time and
we are cracking the code. It ain't the new player's mode
that makes it worth while. The style we walk the extra mile.

2500 years reclaiming what they had, don't blame the
copycat. 70 years reminiscing what they said, don't blame
the copycat 2500 years reclaiming what they had, don't
blame the copycat. 70 years reminiscing what they
said,don't blame the copycat

I broke the fall and covered you all, so what's that. I make
the call for bouncing the ball, you got that. Mr. Jekyll or
Hyde well I gotta decide which one. I'll get you screaming
like a bitch in case you want some. I'm seconds behind,
behind my own pair of mind you see I gotta catch up if I
wanna be found in me. Holding my brain that looks like
going insane I feel like Dorian Grey and I'm out of the
frame.

Make a false move bitch I make you fall like Niagara Falls,
big and hairy balls, hear my calls, break the dolls. Mr. Hyde
breaking out from my fucked up mentality read the news
tomorrow another lyrical fatality. Lurking in the shadows I
wait for my pray to come. Striking from the darkness I invite
you all to get some. Tall dark and handsome I hold your
kids for ransom. Psycho motherfucker I'll be famous like
the Hansons.
London after dark feel me breathing down your neck,
sending chills down your spine hear my microphone check
one time two time three times. Here it comes. Your life is
nothing now dust you off like bread crumbs.

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