Mörder [English translation]

[Hook: Bonez MC & RAF Camora]

Now everybody makes on murderer

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

A bullet in your body

It´s going well for you, your boys smoke joints in front of the camera

And they say mean words

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

Second bullet in your body

One last time Snapchat!

[Part 1: Bonez MC]

They air thereselves but all want no war

Are criminals, but don't even have a source for weed

Directly from the jungle, shares on the road

Doomed to the Seytan°, grown on the plantation

No matter what time, I put it on the scale

Crocodile on my jacket, 187 on the flag

I don´t give a shit who son of a bitch you are, because you´ll never be a part of my crew

I don´t care about people like you, `cause unfortunately there are enough

[Hook: Bonez MC & RAF Camora]

Now everybody makes on murderer

Because your friend has a friend, whose friendhas a gun

A bullet in your body

It´s going well for you, your boys smoke joints in front of the camera

And they say mean words

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

Second bullet in your body

One last time Snapchat!

[Part 2: RAF Camora]

They threat me with plastic figures, don't have one for a drive-by riding

Leisure-soldiers with Undercut-Look - tell me, who takes you seriously one percent?

Your weapons are made of plastic, made in China

Not even three hundred views, even with wicked feature

DJ, give me a pull-up, everybody deems, they are killers

Dance through the club like a shaman

Nine bullets in the Thorax for all fake Fifties

For me they are like Borats, they entertain Kids

It's all about the dollar, we do laps on the scooter

It is killer or victim, everything else remains image

So we sing:

[Hook: Bonez MC & RAF Camora]

Now everybody makes on murderer

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

A bullet in your body

It´s going well for you, your boys smoke joints in front of the camera

And they say mean words

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

Second bullet in your body

One last time Snapchat!

[Part 3: Gzuz]

People write: "Gzuz, be a bit more nicer!"

I clean the bullets, my old lady on the step machine

Looking for an enemy and his windshield is perforated

Remain a criminal, shit on you rapper

Pistol on my stomach, cartridge inside the barrel

I'm taking drugs, your money and the woman

Gzuz 187, this is a life-long hustle

A bit of sport and a bottle of Jagermeister

Convertible - checked, glass is chuged

Of course there's sex, because I parship now

Bang her just in the parking space

Jerk her in the face and ask her how it tastes

[Hook: Bonez MC & RAF Camora]

Now everybody makes on murderer

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

A bullet in your body

It´s going well for you, your boys smoke joints in front of the camera

And they say mean words

Because your friend has a friend, whose friend has a gun

Second bullet in your body

One last time Snapchat!