TP4L [English translation]

You ordered some hooligans for our gig

They lose their teeth due to slaps in the crowd

And lie around in the first aid tent afterwards

This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L

We've got more cocaine than every drug cartel

And no, we're not selling it, we're taking it ourself

And we booze until the liver dissolves

This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L

"I'd suck your dick but I've got a migraine"

Get down on your knees, otherwise you'll poop teeth

Don't talk shit, dude, what honour?

Just imagine I'd be your dad

Pep dealer mugged, continous ectstasy trip

And the cops are after me per wanted poster in a women's refuge

Your solo albums have been way to gay for me

I'll stop doing rap and you three are B2K now

I gift you a treasure chest full of gold at our date

And now follow me in my flat and give me your piss

I've got the musicality of needy warthog

That's the moonshine sonata volume 2

Finest lyrics

We're doing the sound for all fellows who think of plane noises as pussy

Perhaps we are the newest and the last trend

This is lift music, when somebody is stuck in it

You ordered some hooligans for our gig

They lose their teeth due to slaps in the crowd

And lie around in the first aid tent afterwards

This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L

We've got more cocaine than every drug cartel

And no, we're not selling it, we're taking it ourself

And we booze until the liver dissolves

This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L

Trailerpark -- heroes in straitjackest

Cause we scare the shit out of the world again

hearts broken and crap in mind

tattoo stitched by Micheal J. Fox

We ended up in the space shuttle, we tank up the drugs

Driving to the show with a tank

Finally fucking is back

Admit, you forgot what it is like long ago

"I didn't get the message of your lyrics"

Ehh, the message is, go, cook crack for me

My ex was shot on an acid trip last week

My role model consciouness is broken and rusted

German rapper: No talent but facebook likes

They don't have something to say at all but are dropping statements all the time

You're on-stage now, main act, playback, nice

I kill the ghost writer, who texts your gay tracks cunt

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