Deutschland Gib' Mir Ein Mic [English translation]

Give me a mic, Germany and, as long as I’m standing,

I’ll show you how it’s done

Just give me a song, Germany, and I’ll write you

10,000 hits; go out and fuck

I’ll write a hit for every bum out there

I’m more renowned than the losers who’ve been out there for a long time

Out of sight, out of mind; bye bye boys: go home!

‘Cause my new album will soon fuck your shitty recording

A few takes and the bomb detonates

Boom! You looking for stress? Okay, I’ll come to your place

You idiot, you have a few happy fans

I’ll make a few high-class hookers happy in the backseat of my Benz

‘Cause you think you can’t use it to save your image

If you rap nice shit as if you were in a single chat

You babies would like to have as much style as I have

But your flow has more holes than a police report

So, you bitch, either get the mics, or the soda with water

I’m falling to the door into the house, call me Mohammed pssst

And from this point forward, it’s Berlin’s turn, the ghetto is in the ring ¹

Until I win the ECHO next year, I’ll be hitting hard²

Give me a mic, Germany and, as long as I’m standing,

I’ll show you how it’s done

Just give me a song, Germany, and I’ll write you

10,000 hits; go out and fuck

You’ve seen the skyline, which belongs to the curb

It won’t take that long then until Torch also wears my shirts

Two years ago, they didn’t even know my name

Today, all those retards here leave their light on when they sleep

Turn your light off, your nightmare is back

You get a chill and hardly any respect in the ‘hood

Why? ‘Cause you’re a coward, you no-good; stay nothing ³

More than a than an old geezer, who jacks off in front of kids

Who wants something from me, come here you hip hop toys

I’ll write a song and redefine what Hip Hop is

‘Cause you live in a little podunk town, pretending to be Nelly at the train station ⁴

And you see me daily on Viva with Nelly Furtado

At 14, I was already popular with women

Had hookers like others had a freestyle room

I’m living my dream; you only live your illusion

I want millions and to live in a big white mansion

Give me a mic, Germany and, as long as I’m standing,

I’ll show you how it’s done

Just give me a song, Germany, and I’ll write you

10,000 hits; go out and fuck