Intro [FDM] [English translation]

F-L-E-R (I'm back and me) f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother

F-L-E-R (I'm back and me) f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother

F-L-E-R

f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother

Welcome, this is my album number four.

Do you like it? And if not, look over here:

Middle Finger in your face, why fler? That's me.

That's why the album is named so, because it's all about me.

About the Street, about the Stress.

Who is here? Who is the chief?

In this territory, now what?

Say who flexes, except of Frank.

And my Gang, my guys,

man it's all about us.

About the world, around us,

Tempelhof, Schöneberg

You're nothing if you're white,

a pang if you're white.

...with the gang in your face, if you're white.

People are talking boy, I'm this, I'm that.

I tell you what I am not, so people pay attention:

I am not: suitable for masses, guileful, fucked,

I don't talk behind backs, I am straight and you mess up completely you dumbass

I am not: on the way with twenty brothers who f*ck you

because of I am scared alone, what I rap isn't that frigging cheap.

I am not: Nice to the Bravo, back in Juice,

so they will put me on their covers, every other rapper does it.

I am not: turkish, not arabic, am not Aryan.

I am not: Nazi, not political, not fanatic.

I am not: Today like this and tomorrow like that, I'm rapping present.

I am not: arrogant, a wanker, am no bad human.

Lovve me or hate me,

Shoot me dead or leave it.

What do you know about me at all?

I am citizen of Berlin, so now what?

I am Fler!

F-L-E-R (I'm back and me) f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother

F-L-E-R (I'm back and me) f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother

F-L-E-R

f*ck your moher, f*ck your mother