This is the label no. 1
It’s like strokes, knives at the throat, pistol at the temple, go and pray
This is the label no. 1, this is
There’s no equal, this is where pants are wide, this is Hip Hop
Das hier ist nichts für Kinder, das hier ist für immer, das hier ist heiß
Das ist das Label Nummer eins, das ist
This is a huge d*ck, enormous, you fear, it’s our turn
Now you idiot pretend to be a gangsa, but your fear the sampler
I was the worst in calss, now I am better by classes
Show respect, show it now, I bring the city, live & direct
I am and I remain the boss, you pretend to be nice, stop fawning
Double life, Beef (beat?) which I start now, you have to control it two times
Double me, my rap, rap as much as if I lived twice
Victim rapper calls for the doctor, I flogg off rappers
Say I am a chav, you’re only a snob rapper as well
Your gang is cool because they take lyrics from FLER
You want action now? Come here! Look at my pump-action-gun
Look at your neck Soonie, you’re only a second grade celebrity, go celebrity
To f*ck you is easier than the ABC (Bobby!)
The rapper no. 1 at the label no.1
B-Tight stays unreached in your life
Your life will be over when you do not honor us
Miracles exist: here’s the living proof
Nobody can believe it, nobody believes his eyes
People have to stomach rap first
Sit down, you should drink something first
I walk through your area daily, but I never see you
You’re no G, you’re a b*tch, who love my penis
(Two baaad baad lines... nothing for family forum if you care for them -> PM)
I have no problem, you just have to realize it
Rap is my fortress and nobody can conquer it
The n*gger Βobby, all who hate me will get f*cked
I am from the ghetto, create flakes
I will never forget what hope is
Haters can get off, you should leave it behind
I’ll get you, chop you to pieces
This is not xmas, you’ll not get a gift
I write nearly every night so that I do not miss a hit
Everybody knows I am the salvation for german female-rap and
Everybody wants a track with me, my flows blown like a kilo crack
H*es are angry, I get respect, do not get more than a **** respect
Guys act strange when they see Kat
Fresh pressed, overly fresh, I have cash now
What should I do, they are right, when your boyfriend leaves your for me
I do my thing now and you’re at the clubs without aim, I
Marked my area, that happens when Kat plays with the 100 (€) bills
And we snarl, we shred the scene
Nothing can stop us, we remain the best forever
You want respect but this won’t wrk, you rap but I understand nothing
When I rap you’re next to my penis with your face
Come on you h*stler, go until you get to the big sea
Tie a stone to your leg and go in until you’re not visible anymore
They search for my heart without success but I stay fair, still
Now he gets what he deserves, but secretly I take more
I should be behind bars, they say I’m not worth the sh*t
But I’m sorry, the no. 1 is back, I am back home
I valuate it, I was fed up with my life, but
Now I am a human being, thanks to the label with the saw blade