Kids love me like Bazooka Joe, I give them the super flow Your friends are a bit fat, as if they were uploading the tuba I rap more than I talk, this is my fourth track Since the FDS I've been in the Guinness Book of Records of Rap You look at me as if Jesus were back I'm more relaxed in the bed than if I had pressed hero I don't give a *, my girlfriend, no you're not my girlfriend You get even less respect than a bitch, my friend My old lyrics were for you, LMS and gay rappers Make it possible for me to get through school with an Uzi Naked under the trenchcoat, I flow like no man Rap so loud in your ear, as if you were listening to a metal band Come to the studio with me, I'll show you what work is harder than bootcamp I'll stream you until you're blind, you know me, there's more than enough of you I've got a heart like an angel, but it's worth it to loot the microphone Stop, you're talking to the king of German rap, my flow Like my sneakers, always new and fresh, look Parts like this *, I go out if I want to You have too much fun and I'll bring you * on it if you want I'll chop your head off easy, ask for release and cost, ask for cash I'm a rapper who doesn't rap normally anymore, * I have to hurry, two minutes, sixteen lines I have to lead a label and at the same time write lyrics People call mine, finally it's your turn I just had a conversation about big sums with Jan, sorry Since I've been rapping, bitches and wigs, the game is like a hoover I come and bang it from behind, bitches love me like Robbie Rap is more than a hobby, what peanut butter and marmalade * is this doggy, thirty bars and you don't have enough You listen to too much music, you seem to have nothing to do My album was too heavy for you, you couldn't understand anything The explanation is on the best friend mix CD I'm the king