Haftbefehl ich ficke dich feat xatar

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[Part 1: Arrest warrant]
You know it's detention, little Kahba, siktir bas git
What rap? This what I do is Rob shit disfigure yourself
Send you on yellow until you end up like Elvis
Presley, Asahbi, now it's getting extreme
Like a Magnum OE bottle in your face
Esé, now it's getting money counted, backstage
Self-made millionaire like Slick One, Independent
Seat in the CL Mercedes, the chinchilla fur is there, too
Without a major I do Millen like Rockafella, chey
Hafti can see clairvoyantly, A not prominent B
Abdi, Celo go to the 8, Azzlack authentic
Ah, why do we die young? Because we live fast!
Mentality, one-eight-seven, TNT
[Hook: Arrest Warrant]
I fuck you,
Not just you, your clique, your bitch
I'm back, this shit is crazy,
Little pic, what you're just a joke, you're nothing
[Part 2: Xatar]
Yes, too much Berlin cock sucking< br/>I'm bursting into the shop like I'm robbing a bank
Too much hobby crap
Where are your Rocawear caps all of a sudden
Too many hassacks and envious people here
Praying at night that Xatar shit happens
Too many dogs bark too loudly
Yep, get the sharp one out or shut up
Too much, they pump on anabolic
Suddenly get eggs, even though they are shrinking
Too much hair is called stylers
Plucking, piercing, asshole bleached, lan
(That's enough, man) No, there are still too many
Rappers who think hip hop is a game, aw
Aw aw, I launder my money through rap, because
I have too many small bills to hide
[Hook: Arrest Warrant]
[ Part 3: Massive]
Here comes the gun fetishist who fucks your mother
He stabs all the HDF guns in the wrists
Fingers your pussies with Kalashnikovs
I'll shatter your faces with me a Gorbachev
Our block is like Alcatraz
Our brothers wear fur and in solitary confinement
... my revolver stock
Suck the barrel, motherfucker, until the bomb explodes - Boom!
You'll get stuck like you're on crystal meth
Turn on the flamethrower and burn yourself like crack
Sharmuta, flow with my Black Bazooka
I'm powdering unstretched flex, Katyusha
You bastard, I'm pouring gasoline on Kahbas
You illegal sons of bitches love my bag, lan
Xatar, detention and M, what a conflagration
We're hunting you with a Rambo knife through your village, punk
[Hook: Arrest Warrant]

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