Fettes Brot knnen diese augen lgen

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Hi Fans Autographs will come later!
The devil will take us, the paramedic will take you
Here he is
* Who?
The coolest guy on earth, because
/>Rap is awesome, style is awesome, now let's get into the details
Bruce Lee and Chuck Noris, nobody rocks like King Boris,
Because every sentence I say is a hip hop chorus
* Are you sure?
As safe as safe sex
We send unbelievers to where the flavor grows
The layman is amazed and the expert is amazed
Because our shit is harder than the BSC, more real than Madrid
Nice than the Chancellor this year at the children's festival
Our sound will leave you astonished as Mount Everest
Yours Here's the song with the rock flute
I was shocked at school on my recorder
And on the piano because after a few beers
Every manner was like a vampire Kill a heart with a stake
I say smart like Wilhelm Wieben from the Tagesschau
You have to love it like St. Pauli beats the Hsv
* Yes exactly!
With skill and expertise I run the dragon breeder umbrella association
And the sports club, my gang is fatter than my cousin from Dortmund
Even Stefanie Hertel thinks fat bread is okay
And not without reason
/>* Who's the boss here?
Live on the trumpet: Stefan Mross
Refrain:
Can these eyes lie?
* Can you look too?< br/>Would we deceive you
* Without flinching!
The world is bad, sneaky and mean
* Aha, aha
Do you want to hear the truth< br/>* No!
Dream star
We have already set foot on more planets than American space travel
I was the first person to live on the moon at the Geilo-Shilo Ranch
AÃ Mars on Pluto
And now I'm rapping live from Neptune
I'm the king of the seas and I don't know anything about it
I shit from the balcony onto my hot air balloon
This morning I caught such a long fish
* You're beating around the bush!
I'm talking about the great white shark
Wherever we show up there's panic
In hindsight, I'm sorry about the little thing about the Titanic
Ben Johnson, the bungler who doped at the Olympics
It was hard to keep up with me, I hadn't even rehearsed
I've never puked and I don't sweat
* It's probably only you who thinks it's funny!
I don't give a damn, doll
It doesn't matter, I don't trust anyone over six feet
And I have the longest one Piephahn
Lies have short legs
* Yes, you can see that!
I'm the one who always has your back in the supermarket
We have more taste than glutamate
Yes, Joe Cocker and friends send us Mokkatoretn for our birthday
You'll be happy to remember our performance in Woodstock
The world is falling apart into five thousand pieces
We are Münchhausen's heirs
We can' N Everything Just Don't Die
And now only for you and for the crazy rhyme:
We are a 12-year-old architect from Wallau-Massenheim
Refrain

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