[Hook: Alligatoah]
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
[Producertag]
Tai Jason
[Part 1: Basti]
Those days are over when you had to suck a dick to get on the guest list
I invested my money in hoes and coke and squandered the rest
Following up with a soft album without any tough rap
We're betraying music for cash just like K.I.Z. do
Came from legendary gigs and even more legendary shows
From underage hoes to even more underage hoes
And wonder why protection of minors applies to me
At least I'm driving slowly when I'm passing a school
[Part 2: Alligatoah]
Easy money, wrong people, dark schlager icons
My father disowned me after he learned I'm paying my rent with rhymes on the radio
Deals with sleazy fat cats where everyone just pretends to know the don
Where songs aren't called songs but "content"
Try to put things into perspective (ey, ey), folks, that doesn't make much of a difference
I used to play instruments (yeah), today I'm being instrumentalized (instrumentalized - "so what?")
Using cheap tricks to make a fortune with tracks (money, money)
My summer hit gets released by Christmas - that's the way the cookie crumbles
[Chorus: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
We need to release a ballad
That ain't rocket science
But morally wrong
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us
[Hook: Alligatoah]
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
[Part 3: Timi & Alligatoah]
No more cash flowing in, no groupies nor gold
I look in the mirror and it just says "Hi, how are you, Rolf?"
I'm feeling like a stranger here for nobody recognizes me anymore
Spending every day on Google looking for our fans, oh
Failed in show biz, suddenly all my money was gone
I guess part of it is still stuck in my boogers
I wanted to be a professional soccer player but I was out of luck
Seems I wasn't good enough - damn doping test
Na na n–
[Part 4: Sudden]
I tried honest work
Sold drugs and went to rehab
Don't tell me I wasn't thrifty enough
I'm sorry, I like the taste of caviar
Tried my luck in the States
But all I found was a magical rabbit in a hat
Was up on stage and the crowd booed me
That's why your radio is bleeding from now on
My girlfriend stares at me with her large eyes
Tell me, how am I supposed to buy love for her?
You'd better not begrudge me a few pretty things
One day when I'm disowning my kids, I wanna be able to laugh maniacally
[Chorus: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
We need to release a ballad
That ain't rocket science
But morally wrong
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us
[Hook: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
(Na na na na na na)
We need to release a ballad
(Na na na na na na)
That ain't rocket science
(Na na na na na na)
But morally wrong
(Na na na na na na)
[Outro]
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us