Scooter
"East Sands Anthem"

Hop da spot, rock round da clock
U can't reach my calibre, my lyrical stamina
Magical like excliber, that's how it goes
That's the prose

And if you dunno 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