[Intro]
Rappers are cool as long as they don't have a deal
Then they think they're saving children's lives with their dirty music
[Part 1]
Hey, I look in the mirror in the morning , then admire my biceps
Collegah, the king of street rap, is now shooting sharply, you'd better run away
Look, Mack checks his emails on his laptop in the evening and it's in the
spam folder always an awful lot of fan mail from Mr. Yurderi
Powerful bass when I drive the Benz through the hood at night
Spitting fire, murder sound, physique like a footballer
Jewelry more expensive than your existence
Meet on the street and fight your way out of your baggy pants
Fly to appointments in a private jet, earn a billion in cash
In Southeast Asia with psychopathic triad bosses
>Monthly wages like a coke baron, I tick a few thousand kilos
The boss where the biz in the block plays out like flip books
War of women deepthroats, they stare at the radiator grille
Because the rap boss drives Lambos with bulls on the grille
Get out of there, man, I'm swimming in a wave full of cash
You cheap crack junk, Kollegah the Mack, forever the King of Rap
[ Hook]
K-K-King of Rap, Lamborghini Kickdown
Billionaire, bad boy, I look sick
K-K-King of Rap, Lamborghini Kickdown
Spray the bitch with champagne from the VIP lounge
Lamborghini Kickdown, Lamborghini Kickdown
Bitch, I have a whole house full of cocaine
Lamborghini Kickdown, Lamborghini Kickdown
Leave the haters in a cloud of dust
[Part 2]
Hey yo, if you check my balance sheets, you'll see black numbers
Like you're a cashier in a supermarket in Harlem
My bitch gets it straight away the whole shoe rack in the store
And when I shop at Real, I get soccer stars in Spain
The dolphins playing elegantly in the waves of the deep pool in my garden
Theirs Shoot balls
La-Lamborghini Kickdown, I'm back in the biz
Look, I'm coming with Coke in the limo like Mezzo-Mix
Hooker, what's going on, you crack bitch It doesn't matter how you look
I shine in the club light with Blood Diamonds from Senegal
Because I own mines with crazy diamonds
Son of a bitch, I make money with mines like weapons suppliers do
And you You didn't understand me, so I'll tell you again
The number of my groupie bitches in your city corresponds to the zip code
You dicksucker are amazed, you see the boss with pockets full of money
There jumps With you the pacemaker comes out like Apollo 11
[Hook]
[Outro]
Kollegah the Boss
King 2014
From big biceps comes big e responsibility

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