Farid Bangbus, hard like Frank Dux
I fuck Go-Go-Acts Fat Cojones, Killer Rapper like Momo Black
I give a fuck on human's rights
Diamond-Banger-Chain Bitches want to get me tiny, as if I made them pregnant
I come with glas Jacky pure, You with your ballet figure
And I shoot on your Star-Trek-Haircut (Shindys Haircut), ah Motherfucker, I have so many questions
Why do Z-Promis open the mouth without blowing? I have cocaine in the nose, have to rhyme against pensioners
Because every lie becomes true if you stay silent, ah I go on Shindy with a Tomahawk
And he looks for the wide (runs away), like me when I need boxershorts JBG means that I fuck these sons of a bitch
If your chart placement is my shoe size You have to listen, bitch
Because we fuck the country
And our life still begins at midnight (Young) Still the disrespectful boys (Brutal) Still pumped up with testo (Good-looking) You avoid eye contact And our life still begins at midnight (Good-looking) Ruthless, I stack the money (Brutal) No matter if you stop the court proceedings (Young) I wear sunglasses everytime because so much platin shines Young, brutal, good looking, Kollegah and Farid Bang Ey, yo, never again guest list or VIP
From now beef means you get real life war Look at Carmen, to fuck us was a huge mistake
From now it goes down with the goat, like the mumps This is rap – here I am and not any RIN, the boss Better get that in your backhead like your hipster bun If not there will be a blood bath, Blanke Wut accompanies me, if I were Super Saiyajin What's romantic?
Bones burst in my honeymoon Looks like I have magical abilitys
Because if I'm in the room, popstars become electric rays I fuck your mother with a few Yugoslavs
And push her until the night(into the doll), like a Voodoo-needle Then the bitch dies in the bullet rain
Because she's only an object with two holes
Like the Ku-Klux-Clan's hoods I ripp you off and kill you all of a sudden
Before you can say, "Where did my watch go?" Boss-Life
Everyday a hundret of blowjobs in the bed Because mothers of rappers need seeds like the slomo effect We have broken records, we have ended careers That was the era of the champions – we leave as legends (Young) Still disrespectful boys (Brutal) Still pumped up with testo (Good-looking) You avoid eye contact And our life still begins at midnight (Good-looking) Ruthless, I stack the money (Brutally)
It does not matter if you stop the process (Young)
Always wear sunglasses because so much platinum shines Young, brutal, good looking, Kollegah and Farid Bang Remember when we recorded the first part with Rizbo? And came drunk out of the disco every day? At that time it was different because we were at war
Yeah, against Aggro Berlin, Fuck platinum release
It was pulling train tickets and no Benz AMG At that time my biggest enemy was not the filthy AfD yet German rap was embossed by Berlin Acts
We wrote punchlines and played Fifa 06 Brother, what would have happened if it had not worked out than? I would be bouncer, and I at NASA science Brother, do not talk nonsense, because we know the boss Would have cooked Crystal Meth with his smart brain at most (Fair enough) What does the future look like for you?
My book is coming out And with you?
I build my boys up in the studio All the best!
All the best! And don't forget, no matter what, a brotherhood stays! Banger Music & Alpha Music Empire present
Kollegah & Farid Bang
"Platin was yesterday"