Back in the Bizz

We are back in the bizz And it goes like this Come on motherfucker, put your hands in the air We don't give a fuck We are the German nightmare We are back in the bizz, the scene is under attack Rims are spinning fast of the deep black Cadillac Kings of the underground, back on the hunting ground Stick your hands up, pay the bill, hail the crown When the score has to settle, push the pedal to the metal Backyard fights in front of headlight dazzles We sound like a gun, it goes boom-boom pow Let us share the black credit card and pump up the sound We're everything that you wanted Pushed it back where it started What we made will last forever, forever We're back from the ashes Turn hate into passion What we made will last forever We are back in the bizz And it goes like this Come on motherfucker, put your hands in the air We don't give a fuck We are the German nightmare The EC is back, we put some meth on the track Spitting rhymes like a shotgun, dead on target Still the coolest motherfuckers of the hood Blowing up your speakers every time our bass drops 2010, sippin' Bombay with a straw Come into your club, pay the bill with a chainsaw We sound like a gun, it goes boom-boom pow Share the black credit card and pump up the sound We're everything that you wanted Pushed it back where it started What we made will last forever, forever We're back from the ashes Turn hate into passion What we made will last forever Yeah I'll tell you Once and forever We are back in the bizz And it goes like this Come on motherfucker, put your hands in the air We don't give a fuck We are the German nightmare We're everything that you wanted Pushed it back where it started What we made will last forever, forever We're back from the ashes Turn hate into passion What we made will last forever