Jeden Tag Silvester [explizit] [English translation]

[Hook: Fler & Silla]

I live my life as if - every day would be my last ,(yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

party pics here, party pics there

I live my life as if - every day would be my last (yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

(I don’t go to parties, the party comes to me)

[Part 1: Silla]

I don’t go to parties, the party comes to me

Street Haute Couture, ‘ got a freshly-shaven beard ¹

Ilan produces and I fire the warning shot

I rap just because I have to,

You’ll end up six feet under the ground,

who says I’m disrespectful?

SPM is the gang, Si-Silla, back room ²

War reigns in the ghetto, yeah!

Today I’m here with Fler

I’ll shoot into your cover soon; fire, fire department

Your label – a bad joke, look at you, you comedian

I’m a crack, boy; audio alcoholic

They tell me, only the “straight and narrow” makes sense

Screw it! I’ll drink so much ‘til I’m giddy,

find myself writing lyrics on the intensive care station

Master butcher, you can pick up your beef

Livin’ my life as if every day would be New Years Eve

Today isn’t yesterday – Maskulin

[Hook: Fler & Silla]

I live my life as if - every day would be my last ,(yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

party pics here, party pics there

I live my life as if - every day would be my last (yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

(I don’t go to parties, the party comes to me)

The party comes to me; call me Charlie Sheen, the strobe light

when I’m at the disco, he’s diddlin’, but doesn’t find the slit ³

Women are on my nerves, so I pretend they’re funny,

The bitch acts like she’s important; I tell her, “get lost,”

Get out of my sight, ay, hangover lifestyle

I’m coming to the party, Range Rover drive-by

Bye bye to everyone, who isn’t on my side

Every new-comer rapper grows upon my shit

I got to the studio too late -

My explanation; shopping - Louis Vuitton

and I stash my bills in the Gucci carton

take ‘em out, ‘cause the coke dealer Dusi gets ‘em

Every day’s New Years Eve, every day’s like Christmas

The mother and the sister, they all want to marry me

I captivate each of these women like Uri Geller ⁴

And when I talk about a bang, I don’t mean fireworks

[Hook: Fler & Silla]

I live my life as if - every day would be my last ,(yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

party pics here, party pics there

I live my life as if - every day would be my last (yeah)

live my life as if - every day would be New Years Eve (yeah)

live my life as if – livin’ the life of a rap star,

(I don’t go to parties, the party comes to me)