Incidentally, it's come to my attention that Google is confused about what this site is, so I'm going to mention, in bold type, that it's a game about guessing song lyrics after they've been scrambled in translation. I'm going to mention that for a while in every edition, just to help Mr. Google out.
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#3 Please call to revive: I fear the weakness of the Year and lively shaking colleagues here monsŵn to tears listening to the bass boom: US, unbearably big break Store: a and called the police to your But did not dare stare, you can go for you. I compared the remaining pieces dice. Competitive pay, you win / I'm right and you knock your mother.I'm going to point out something I should have mentioned before: the odd time that you'll see 'grammatical corrections' in the correct answers (listen in white below, remember), it's not because I'm some anal-retentive who can't stand seeing words like 'gotta'. I just have to put the words into a structure that the translator will understand better. As far as that's possible, of course.
Don't call it a comeback: I've been here for years rocking my peers and putting suckers in fear, making the tears rain down like a monsoon. Listen to the bass go boom: explosion, overpowering. Over the competition I'm towering. Wrecking shop: when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops, don't you dare stare; you'd better move. Don't ever compare me to the rest: that'll all get sliced and diced. Competition's paying the price. I'm going to knock you out. Mama said knock you out.