[Fatoni]
Watch out, my head is full and yet empty!
And the epoch of post-post-postmodernism is to blame!
Everything has already been thought, let alone said;
Being innovative is impossible, so I copy it
And everyone screams: plagiarism! - actually it doesn't matter what you do
Someone has already done the same thing;
For example, I invented rap
But some Kurtis Blow just did it years ago
Yeah, shit It's true:
I would definitely break a few taboos, but there aren't any left!
And now it's getting to such proportions
That rappers have to invent burgers because they have no statements
And I don't have anything to say either, except phrases like:
Hey, Nazis are not cool, weil die Ausländer beat!
And that I'm not exactly the invention of the circle
Yes, I'm only saying all of this because my hand is still white
And I'd rather just put it off for time
As me writing a bad text about writer's block, ait! (ait, ait)
[Hook #1: Fatoni & Edgar Wasser]
It's all been there before! No matter, I'm making a collage
It's hammer-hammer-hard. I'm making a collage
That's what hip-hoppers do! I'm making a collage
That's the tanning bed flavor! I'm making a collage
All the hookers with a lot of money... I'm making a collage
Throw the fuffies through the club and scream: I'm making a collage
It's 1996 and I'm making a collage
[Edgar Wasser]
And it works: Bonjour! Comment ca va je m'appelle Edgar;
Speaker, lyricist, beat maker on the sampler
Gangster? Unfortunately not - had a wonderful childhood
And wonderful parents - please have a round of pity
Because everything has its price
And your great life full of love is paid for with a skull full Emptiness
Yes, I have first world problems and the biggest thing is
That all I have to say is that there is nothing to tell!
And if so, someone has said it before me
And someone has even said that before me;
And some things may not have been said yet
But maybe because there are reasons for that - Günter Grass
Ah, man everything stays the same;
Anti-guestroom - always the same shit!
I write, run through the beat and look for ideas
Until I die of thirst on my way
If you're an artist from postmodern times
You'll probably find my dehydrated corpse at some point. (Corpse, corpse)
[Hook #2: Fatoni & Edgar Wasser]
It's all been there before! Whatever, I'll make a collage
Ohladidadida. I'll make a collage
I'll take everything away from you! I'm making a collage
Look at the gold chain. I'm making a collage
I live for hip-hop! I'm making a collage
Head nod, huh?! I'm making a collage
I'm a grizzly now! I'm making a collage
Nod with the beat and move your ass!

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