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Asche fällt aufs Interieur (Yeah) Regen prasselt auf die Frontscheibe schwer Full-Ice-Cartier (Ah) vom Konzessionär Sorgt für mondänes Flair wie ein Bond-Regisseur Gejagt von den Geistern dieser Zeit Ich geb' kei'm von euch High Five, aber schlage wieder ein (Yeah) Streaming-Bitches in den Charts wissen Bescheid (Ah-ah) Es ist wie mit Adele: Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei (Haha) 2021, ihr seid Schmutz von gestern (Ja) Zeit, dass man dem König wieder Luft zufächert Trag' zum Schutz die Kevlar Denn kriegt der Boss mal Herzschmerz, dann durch Brustschusstreffer durch sein'n Luxussweater (Yeah) Désolé (Ah), mein Leben ist bald Prison Break Denn ich werd' ständig vor Gericht zitiert wie'n Tischgebet Auf der Villa liegt 'ne Schicht von Schnee Showbiz macht schizophren, je ne veux pas discuter Black on black (Black), Bulletproof Vest (Ja, ja) Autobahn, Fast Lane ohne Speedlimit Laid-back (Ah) im Panzerglas-Benz (Benz) Mittelfinger an den Zeitgeist, Free Spirit! Black on black (Ah), Bulletproof Vest (Ja, ja) Autobahn, Fast Lane ohne Speedlimit Laid-back (Ah) im Panzerglas-Benz (Benz) Mittelfinger an den Zeitgeist, Free Spirit! (Ja) Die Welt ist erblindet New Babylon, satanic kingdom Hier bist du schnell auf dem Index They censor me in German (Ja), so I tell 'em in English Vampire empire, suckin' out our life force Knights of the apocalypse, behold the white horse Child loss, lies spread like wild moss (Yeah) Let the wise Lord guide me on the right course Met the devil in his purest form With his unique horns like unicorns He offered me a deal to be a newly born music star I left him and his contract rudely torn Time to change the game like a Skyrim mod You can't block God's vengeance with a lightning rod (Never) Like Nimrod in his kingship fighting god (Yeah) That's the icing on the top like Himalayan rocks They let the old world die, it's time to resurrect 'Cause you'll never catch a giant with a lion trapper's net I let 'em sweat like a rifle to their heads Storm the building, see my enemies, They flee over the fire-ladder steps I ain't soft like Kanye, always whinin' on his tracks Hope he finds back to his ex like with pirate-treasure maps See, I got no time for that (No), steady pilin' up those stacks Smilin', gettin' violent with an iron-dagger set (Ay) I got 'em hooked like a Nike sweater dash (Dash) Blitzattacke, Blitzattacke, thunderstorm, flash Gangsters on steroids, not shudderin' with death Transportin' heroin like that Wonder Woman jet You bring that quarter-million check (Yes), Dopamine effect (Check) Filthy rich, even though I'm launderin' my cash Never ever have they caught us in the act I got goons who turn assassins Soon as they have brought their daughters into bed I let you ponder upon death while I'm at poker stackin' chips Gettin' saved on the river like Moses as a kid Kid, nobody gave me roses as a kid (No) All I've seen was people dyin' from overdoses as a kid Look, I don't debate, I let money talk And this is somethin' like the calm before the thunderstorm Haters eat their hearts out like a zombie horde (Uh) 'Cause I'm not a pussy who's afraid of doin' things I haven't done before (Yeah) And I ain't never lyin' or snitchin' (Never) Snowman in spring, see that white boy drippin' Ice-cold sippin' in the Learjet, timezone switchin' Man, I always had to fight for a livin' Black on black (Black), Bulletproof Vest (Ja, ja) Autobahn, Fast Lane ohne Speedlimit Laid-back (Ah) im Panzerglas-Benz (Benz) Mittelfinger an den Zeitgeist, Free Spirit! Black on black (Ah), Bulletproof Vest (Ja, ja) Autobahn, Fast Lane ohne Speedlimit Laid-back (Ah) im Panzerglas-Benz (Benz) Mittelfinger an den Zeitgeist, Free Spirit!
Writer(s): Kollegah, Jonathan Kiunke, Tim Scholz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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