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Data di rilascio: 03.09.2015
Etichetta discografica: Wolfpack Entertainment
Linguaggio delle canzoni: Tedesco
Jesus Gun |
Move out the motha fuckin' way |
Real Godzillas comin' through |
Celph Titled and Apathy |
Bustin' German Lugers with Antihelden |
Snowgoons got them crack cookies, man |
DGZ, AOTP — The only letters in the fuckin' alphabet you need to know |
Let’s get it! |
Anti — Ich schlachte live einen Weißkopfadler |
Mit mehr Promille als ein Treibstofflager (SirQlate!) |
Nix Beef — ich schick' dir eine Thaibox Kata |
Und sag’s wie Nutten mit Herpes: «Ich hab' keinen Kopf dafür.» |
Du bist politisch wie Schreibblockaden oder Batiktaschen |
Ich bastel' Molotovcocktails aus Ardbegflaschen |
Bei Whistleblower hör' ich dich von Flowrider reden |
Doch es geht um Einräum'n von Rechten wie in Thor Steinar Läden |
Ich seh' obligatorisch verlogene, chronisch devote Snitches |
Wie oben ohne Bitches bei Drogenbaronen — Rapszene |
Harter Stoff in Lines, den Kids Scheiß andreh’n |
Klingt paradox wie in Sitzstreik zu geh’n — Anti |
My gun is like a cheating husband, ring off |
You bet on your horse then my cheetah runs it, he’s off |
If I ever get married I’m outlawing the in-law |
She cooking every night and I’m breaking the bitch’s jaw |
These AK rounds cut through bricks |
I sold you a brick of cut, so dick what’s up? |
Experiment with guns name the project shoot |
And leave you pussies leaking like a project roof |
You the opposite of truth and it’s obvious you |
Work a janitor job; you left a mop in a booth |
Army of the Godz and official pistol spray you |
Lead chunks turn you dead fucks to schnitzel and space you |
We coming through bringing it to anybody |
Bringing the ruckus like some mad mutherfuckers |
Not new to this, true to this |
No other way, cause we the same cats from back in the day |
We coming through bringing it to anybody |
Bringing the ruckus like some mad mutherfuckers |
Yo, it gets no realer than this kid |
Only the real can relate |
Das Wichtigste zuerst: Hör' ich noch einmal «Swag» und «YOLO» |
Ist dein Trauerfeierbild dein letztes Pressefoto |
Mach nicht auf Walter White, Chemogott mit 'nem Morgenzeitungnebenjob |
Erst Straßenmetaphorik dann Borderline Emorock |
Antihelden sprechen Nostalgiker an |
Und Skeptiker werden zu Nichtschwimmern, sie halten den Rand |
Dein Arsch braucht kein’n Stock, das ist nicht Nordic Walking |
Bei uns sieht 'n Saufgelage aus als wär' es Waterboarding |
Deutsche Rapper legen Wert auf den Aufbau von Muskeln |
Augenbrauen zupfen, Szeneschwänze aussaugen und lutschen |
Zwischen Indieband, Instagram und Banksy Bildern |
Machen eure Idole Selfies mit Handyfiltern — Ihr seid alle Wack! |
Mathematician, magician, rapping addiction |
My written, half of it’s fiction, precision crafted for spitting |
I’m splitting atoms like fission, envision |
Wrath I’m inflicting, it’s sickening |
Half of these vixens is pigeons, after the whips and the chips |
And acting like chickens who tricking, trapping, and tripping |
So listen, Ap is the missing chapter: the master edition, envision |
Crack in the kitchen that’s mixed with battery acid that’s drippin', |
I’m droppin' a droplet a toxic concoction, a composition |
The fact or it’s fiction, I’m givin' crackers a whippin' |
Relax 'em like a Craftmatic adjustable mattress position |
I rap with precision, Iraqis on radical missions |
Eradicate the irrational rations last in the distance |
Give ya forty lashes, lacerate ya ligaments |
When Ap’ll display the raps it activates the ignorance |
Decapitate an innocent virgin squirming for freedom |
I bleed em out and beat 'em, chop their body up and eat 'em |
You pull any of your crazy shit with us |
You flash your piece out on the lanes |
I’ll take it away from you and stick it up your ass and pull the fuckin' |
trigger until it goes, click, click |
Right now, we coming through bringing it to anybody |
Bringing the ruckus like some mad mutherfuckers |
Not new to this, true to this |
No other way, cause we the same cats from back in the day |
We coming through bringing it to anybody |
Bringing the ruckus like some mad mutherfuckers |
Yo, it gets no realer than this kid |
Only the real can relate |