[Verse 1]
I tick the cracking stones, you Fetze away by crowbar
And you dirty pig spit with your blood an SOS sign
I have come to shatter the country
To throw your towel as singer in punk rock concerts
Because there Gunshots to the heart, it babbles of Ghetto concrete
But when I come, you fall out of character as' n Mentos Sweet
For I zerfick 'rappers' s sex offender
Your stepfathers are two instructors, three music teacher and a mailman
Hau I 'neighborhood racket by Faust on concrete facades
Looks her face, as would have 'it' nen rash-like compass needles
Yeah, way too much cash, but instead donate to Children's Villages
Come the toads in shredders like the Ninja Turtles gangbang
The Bling body shines, because I'm Boss - this is beyond the pale
It would be pointless to say, K to O is not King in the streets
Sonofabitch, I'll let you kill Nigerian child soldiers
For 'ne Ritter Sport panel and few Digimon cards, sonofabitch!
Between us are worlds - the Boss is back!
Specular rims, lilane furs imply - the Boss is back!
And slams his fist straight in your face with power ner
So violently when he swings back again, whore, you still got klebst
[Hook]
I'm not a studio gangster or Blues music singer
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Mach with red light sluts money roll 'on carbon fiber rims
Hooker son, your alarm clock is replaced by Doberman barking
I'll '' ne bloody era, as Julius Caesar
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Send groupies buy gucci handbags
Funded by the import of blood diamonds
[Verse 2]
Yeah!
You're on drug Verchecker, but what concerns Ecstasy
Have I 'ne whole corner left in the house as the Pentagon
Ah, run, when the gangsters come Cock Rider
Otherwise my Rottweiler come like Smog Veil
About big city facades
Am I grandfather, my grandson play hide in my coca plantations
I tick 'Dope night on the streets
Fick 'rap because since only small change in it, as in Coke machine
I'm motherfucking back in Building
And must rapper distanced keep, such as cameras in action movies
I lock 'with milk chocolate Wilson Gonzalez
Schick 'it on the line and say to suitors: "Ey want' n Gonzalez (- ten euros!)?"
Yo, after I you by Polo Bat torture '
You lie so twisted as that your yoga coach would proud '
The Zuhältertertape 4 - ten years ago, the same sound
I invent 'the wheel is not new, but hau' few platinum rims on it
[Hook]
I'm not a studio gangster or Blues music singer
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Mach with red light sluts money roll 'on carbon fiber rims
Hooker son, your alarm clock is replaced by Doberman barking
I'll '' ne bloody era, as Julius Caesar
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Send groupies buy gucci handbags
Funded by the import of blood diamonds
[Outro]
I'm not a studio gangster or Blues music singer
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Empty 'relaxed a magazine in thee hapless Punk
And feel nothing except the recoil of the gun
I'll '' ne bloody era, as Julius Caesar
I'm Germany's only pimp rapper
Go 'short platinum with few casual Punches and flow to the beat
Homo-MCs talk further of songwriting and great music - Bitches!
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