saad + bushido:
who is this boy I am this boy
look at us I will spit two bullets into your lungs
these two fuck three that you get
these two ticker three kilo of coke
ersguterjunge I make hard music
my label is thinking about which Maserati I like
ersguterjunge you don't have half as much potential
you don't dare to drive into my city without bodyguards
I'm a good boy who kills you kids
The boy who doesn't like curse's love songs
You're not up there because your rap isn't good enough
Show me a rapper here the groupies also fuck on the train
I'm too fit, where are you bitch kids
You have a bigwig's house, I'll come and piss behind it
I'm sitting in the ice, what's the boy doing here
I'm fucking you son of a bitch, that's what the boy here does
rap is my job, I make my money with it
you have nothing to say to him even if you're older
I come from the asphalt, I love him made
I'm his best friend, what are you looking at, you're kidding
Who is this boy, I'm this boy
Look at us, I'll spit two bullets into your lungs
These two are fucking three that you get
these two tickers three kilos of coke
these two guys are two too many for you
all the rappers you know are too nice and German
give me a chance, I'll come and commit mass murder
You child spend your Saturday in the aggro board
Why are you signing me? Why is the bitch crying?
You're a good boy and will soon be a top in the biz
I'm proud of you, I won't do what you say
I was never allowed to go on a school trip at school
/>What a crazy day the neighborhood dies
I give a shit about every bird that raps about his ganja
That's a whole track, forget the hookers and women
I see the fans when I run How they look and marvel
I know where I come from, you know where he comes from
I'll stand there and pull out the gun when the murderer comes
Go back home because you're full gay
who still claims today that Hamburg rules
who is this boy, I am this boy
look at us, I'll spit two bullets into your lungs
these two fuck three that you're getting
these two tickers three kilos of coke
you can flex as you want, I'll fuck you even if you're successful
come on, show me your boys, we'll meet at the football field
you're a complete jerk from the ambush
The fact that we can talk quietly is only half true
Where I come from, everyone has to take care of their money
My tank was always empty, I always had money worries
You If you want to borrow money then fill out the promissory note
If you do the faxing I will deliver the boys to your door free of charge
From crack to heroin I have everything ready
Two bullets in the lung now everything is said
/>Who is this boy I am this boy
Look at us I will spit two bullets into your lungs
These two fuck three that you get
These two tickers three kilos of coke

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