30-11-80 [English translation]

[Verse 1: Eko Fresh]

If this Paul Würdig

asks , if Ek the Mac will rap his track

I say: "Ah, Sagol, I'm in"

Most MCs are only playing the cheap Gee

sing about peace, while they prefer to get a huge beef

'Cause Mr. Fresh is well known the best of the country

with several punches, which the rest can not compete to

Get it down to you're fucked, except me no-one has a plan

In the end it's me having a grip on you dogs - Cesar Millan

The dream veteran, i'm prettier, faster - the godfather

the biggest hero on the street, Kebap plate Versace

Look at these rappers, they want a feat

But no, just if my cell*1 calles

and I directly spit, Ekaveli the don, Siggi Smallz

[Verse 2: Lakman]

I never been part of such a feature-song

Often I was hanging around Cheech and Chong

This stuff in my head makes a huge hole

everything green and glued like Vietcong

Underground, but on a major record

Everybody else in this room thinks it's major shit

I'm broke, without fame or record

spitting twelve beats, without making a mistake

No one cares, just me getting nuts

I'll pull through fast - start, stop, drop

Have seen all the other trash for real

That was my part, that's it about my fame

[Verse 3: Laas Unltd.]

I'm hating more than Sido on "I hate you"*2 - you've made me this way

It went downhill, but I rise again, get in, that's how I do it

Till I'm gone, born to be free

What I did say: I don't regret anything - Get the cops

Have been a bad role-model, wearing my Jordan Kicks in the streets

Kids, they're waiting for me to fuck off some rapper like Carmen

I paint images in my head in the most glitterfull colors

Type my will - If I die? Heaven can wait

How proud my mother is? Look - eyes on me

Build a spliff for me, smoke one 50 each night at the club

'Cause if this is all life does offer to me

I'm going to kill it with the worst feature, which reads itself like Sido's Discography - Click!*3

[Verse 4: Nazar]

This is 30-11-80 - Yeah

If I cum my legs get shaky fast

My name is not Patrick, they call me Nazar

Look, I want to integrate, but they don't get it

I don't care what is fact in your intact world

Good resolutions? It doesn't work like that in most cases

30-11-80? a miracle number

paint it on the next lottery ticket

maybe it does work, I know this would be simply ridiculous

'Cause in my area a few bills are sort of practical

There I do swim in cash and write a direct debit to Michael Phelps

and afterwards I'll send his mom a few naughty nudes*4

[Verse 5: Frauenarzt]

Berlin Underground-rap, I battle off motherfuckers

Dude, your dad is a victim, your mom is a derp

I'm the boss of Ballermann, I shot shot you down

I'm going to party at Mallorca, Dude - my image is real

Bro, I'm right of way - Air Berlin gold card

You act like a bigwig, but guess who has gold

We're well off - indipendet

Listening to your album would be a waste of time

Friends call me [???], you do remember me from the charts

In the underground I'm known as doc sex - Frauenarzt*5

Yeah - I'm the rapping pimp

I got balls in my hand if Cypher begins - King!

[Verse 6: Manny Marc]

The bass box rocker, we serve for shock's

Sido and the bros*6, you party blocker!

Manny Marc, I'm feeling super strong

ACAB, the sun is shinning out of my ass

we go fullspeed, Ballermann on the wheels

We throw confetti and feathers

The mob in the block, we're all insane

Party non-stop - Don't stop the Rock!

my car is a time machine - I'm laughing

If I earn your envy, you loosers

Look at that, such a diva

I'm sitting on my couch smoking shisha

[Verse 7: Bushido]

you're rapping about gold chains there, rapping about gold chains here

I'm fully tattoed, yeah prole rap rules

Got the gun under my pillow, let's fuck some cops

and sent their corpses remains to their families via post

I'm having a walk through the justice district with my dynamite belt

Serkan Tören is the german Steve Urkel

I'm not impressed by your police protection

What do a few blue men matter to my quarrelsomeness?

Yeah, my new watch is rare

my enemys all stay at the Charité

German rap number ten captain

You're doing big eyes like an Anime

[Verse 8: BK]

Bitches look at me in Sido's video

Asking: " Is this you?" - major cinema - Cinemaxx

Life only starts if you got kids

and you recognize real friends if you make a million

I'm talking about a 1 with six zeros

morons, sucking up next to Chais ,wanting sex

Envys wanna stress 'cause it flows like Becks gold

Mud people, this is why I don't give a fuck like ex-chicks

The price of the world, everybody hates you

the most keen helper doesn't get anything - Everybody here just cares about themselves

Screw me over with cash - I knock you - the 30.11.80

[Verse 9: Olli Banjo]

I put a few finished bars in my apartment

All the other rappers only got a

ass probe between their cheeks like Cartman

They all come to me and say: "please, Please, please Banjo we've got a question!" and I say "Yes." Like I would be the fucking godfather

It's boring, it all is about Patte

We've pleaded ourself to death: " When is your record due?"

I need to breed sheeps, I don't have time for hustlers

Why I should dive for pearls to feed pigs?

These boots lost their cocks at some point

Act like an artificial rocker gang and I get tempted to go fishing

You're hood eating crap your entire day

and making hyperactive big waves at the block like a tin monkey

Stupid toys feel like they would be a rapper

But they are only a bug on the back without backup

You're well behaved, why do you only pray to the street

in your fluffy pink dreams at night Kaas is giving you commands

[Verse 10: Tarek]

When I was born I kicked the doc's balls

and afterwards I fired my parent's without notice

wasn't like the other babies on the NICU

I was lying there playing with my machine guns

raised on the streets, if I was hungry back then

I ate another punkers rat directly from his shoulder

You stink! Even puddles of poo get out of your way

I have more hairs on my head than you sold albums

I'm an immigrant, from the dark side of the moon

and do translations at the Jobcenter for my grandpa to Klingon

My wife is wearing a burka from Rocawear

I would [*7] Lena Meyer-Landruth, even if she would be my daughter

[Verse 11: Smudo]

S-M-U-D-O - wasn't really ever part of the thing

nevertheless the hope that he would make it far stayed

and he got far with the four*8 and like that

on a major level, like some sort of pioneer

He rubbed himself in the gender and didn't earn pretty bad*9

But it wasn't fair, because he wasn't really real

and he had to do something about it, which only the best will understand

otherwise he would drown West

So "What the heck", that name sucked

so he gave the I and took away the M and U

and said: "Godverdomme*10 -like the sun

I'm comming from the East, so do welcome me!"

Yeah, even though he was fame: Look who you are following

We're made of the same wood, remember - Dad is proud

You're the best out of every settlement in the area and a bro

S-dot, I-dot, the D-dot and the O

[Verse 12: Sido]

Ah, back then when I was young I was flying

Sometimes to the floor, but with my gaze up high

Nobody was more important than the sect*11

Do you remember? nobody can stop us just the laws

Back these days I had to work hard, just to have something to smoke

Today I'm going (out) to the garden and do count my grey hairs

Watching the grass grow

No I can't answer the phone now - Face it, I have stuff to do

I only do all of this to get into heaven

That's why I'm giving spurs to the horse like a mold

Without Yoga but nevertheless with the way in the middle

Everything will be different after every step - The next one please

[Verse 13: Erick Sermon]

The reunited [???]

Desue droppin' the beat like you from Atlanta

Driving something foreign big as a camper

With three Ho's up in here minus the Santa

Niggas make way when they hear somebody runnin'

Top top like Kendrick - Everybody dumpin'

Jumpin' out the window, everybody jumpin'

Sido, I'm sorry but they had it comin'

[Verse 14: MoTrip]

i take the mic and everybody listen's to me - it's tme for trip

I'm standing in the booth until the line fit's

Actually I don't care what happens

My album did shave everything like - Tysons cut

Take the few bills, tomorrow the record is gone

If you would only know how much I put into my own pocket

so far away from being a real star

They didn't let me in at the Echo*12 last year - this is rap

Everybody says, it does look hard at the moment

No problem - I alone pull out the sword from the stone

You're my enemy? I'll knock you down to the ground

All these people want more of this shit - Mo Dirty Shit

[Verse 15: Moses Pelham]

another topic, Mo do you know, Bro you must

burned speech, Homie, gasoline super plus

From zero to 100 in less than 5 seconds

Cops can wonder and I smirk drunkenly

Glaring, loud, nice and illegal like a wholecar

Raises attention - Ah I don't care I have priority

Good until the end, victim why do you dazzle?

If you search, you'll find me hopping around like a kangaroo

You go ahead, I'll get another glas again

And I do overtake you athleticly from Bologna with love

rocker do reserve, drive you to that store(?) and be loud on purpose

Watch for the Ducati, Nigga, F-Mo 88

[Verse 16: B.S.H.]

I am a ripper, checker, playboy, heavyweight

ah, just your girlfriend banged more than I did

Upper-Style, take a look into the mirror in the morning

my lyrics don't make sense but the beat is great

Internet-rapper do talk something about straightening Kilo's

I wanna tear but the birds only want video battles

Take off your masks and show me your fuckfaces

and after the battle your mom want's to stab me

To beat up kids doesn't mean to damage image at the same time

But you would even suck dicks for promotion

Fuck everybody, I only do trust my fist

Dude the 90's are back, Sultan Hengzt, I am out

[Verse 17: Afrob]

I'm gratefull to Hip hop, want to give something back

coming from the nothingness - One Shotta!

Nothing appears overnight, I also did need support wheels

microphon-check, one, two and now everybody bounce

What is Hip Hop? Everybody on his own behalf

I am no rap dogma, don't break across some bar

or am even talking about betrayal

Nevertheless I am asking myself: "Where have all the rappers gone?"

They start up at R.A.M

I'm not on this world without a reason

It's not my fault the date of expiry never expires

I'm sitting at the MV, 11th floor, Odd burns

from the speakers lyrics which burn into your head

[Verse 18: Dr. Renz]

I rise from the floods like Halle Berry

Look at me for sure, 'cause I am very legendary

The yellow thing I do cover up is the sun

Paul had invited, I think I'm going!

In the middle of friends and those who could become some

my ears - bugs, my eyes do x-ray

I was told rappers do crazy stuff

But how many rappers do you know?

Who make a molehill?

the one guy from Fettes*13 who isn't whole without the other two

Ah- sometimes you get aware of what you do love so much once it is gone

[Verse 19: B-Tight]

A-I-D-S-E-K-T-E*14 first need to pull one*15 and then go for a smoke

Here come's the rapper form the fog, everybody elses head is smoking

Back to the roots, one, two short shots because I need the level

I'm priceless - You cheap rapper's are selling your life

one to the two, three to the four

B-Tight from the West, most indicated

Image-Change, again ahead of time and untouched

Haters are just air to me - I can't hear you - silent cry

I'm going my way, it is rocky

You say: it is embarassing, but secretly you want to be like me

Be like us, haha, well it doesn't matter

Sido and B-Tight - Bloodbrothers since 30-11-80