Stadt der Engel [English translation]

I write this track for the ghettos, for the blocks and people

I stay awake, come at night, mug you like a snob

Your society makes money, I want my share

Cell 139 and you hit the curb

The smog I breathe, the concrete in my body

You want beef, keep it real, boy come, I feel like it

High society, we come, no Picasso, that's life

Therapy, you have style, doesn't matter, go f*ck yourself

Robin Hood remains an idiot, I steal money and keep it

Express no regret in front of the judge because I will not become old anyways

In a bad mood, I feel hatred, discuss and people are hit

Come drink your tea, my lifestyle provocates the people

Your city is burning, you become pale and you run

Though I do not care for you, you s*ck

Asocial, night club, come on over, I want a fight

There is one on one, but I slaughter pork

Provocative on the street, start removing your jewelry

Gangsterrap for the whole country, directly from Berlin

Ghettorap criminal, I'd just like to do it now

Eat you up completely, cocaine-battery

Ghettosound, pull the trigger, everything numb, I'm on it

I do it on your couch, let her leave, your woman

And the city of angels gets a visit

I go to prison but get your blood

Hook (Nyze):

He marches through hell into the city of angels

When he arrived it was burnig

And you feel this hatred, this rage

Of a man who lost everything in prison

Hook (Bushido):

He marches through hell into the city of angels

When he arrived it was burnig

And you feel this hatred, this rage

Of a man who lost everything in prison

Nyze:

It's about the boys and the state burns, the airstream is passing by

Through the night, a dildo in the *ss and its *ss is burning

Your girlfriend is here and she may as well stay here too

One slap and the death, like the same dial tone

I have a Base-contract and it's useful

I do not know your number, d*mn, I won't accept your call anyways

You become older and the environment becomes small

My heart turns into stone

Bushido:

It's a setting

Nyze:

I know

And I come to the point where it's

The end or a fight

The end is achieved with bullets

And that's why I create pressure until I know it

And I decide on my own, who is going to leave or stay

Sonny,Nyze, EGJ the phenomenon

Platinum-Rap, so beautiful, knucks, pepper spray

I am in the west, the summer s*cked

And the light goes on in the club when we fight each other

It's really true, use drugs and your sorrows go away

You get a number and then wait until the counter closes down

We are ill, and ill are the things we see

Nevertheless none of you will be able to get us out of our setting

And it's all only about health

And we pray for it every day that everyone here stays healthy

But they push needles into their bodies and they burn

And the guardians spread our wings in the city of angels