Platz in meinem Herzen English translation
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Platz in meinem Herzen Lyrics Übersetzung
I make the sound that none of you make
'Cause that's my style
And when we're down it means my mark is your mark
I'm still drinking, others are killing the dope
And mix cheap stuff out there with Vanilla Coke
This is sort of like the magic potion for riot chabs
You'll find me at the smoking bench in your park
And this future really suits me
I often ask myself in front of my mirror "Is that really you?"
Can't tell what it's like when you're starving for days
Yet the boy who speaks the language was lower class
Haven't done anything for a long time when I write about it
That's why partisan build barricades on the sidewalk
Never been a family man, didn't want to go home
But know what it's like when you're alone or sad
I will always hold your place in my heart
And when I die, tell people that's honestly what I rap
And we're not how the world would like it to be
We often blocked paths, but then rarely learned from them
'Cause this shit ain't no honest business
But I will always hold your place in my heart
And we're not how the world would like it to be
We often blocked paths, but then rarely learned from them
Engraved your name with a shard
And reserved a place in my heart forever
I'm alone and I have to write now
Because that's my business
And when we're down then your problem becomes my stress
Because the shit hasn't turned me on for years
Lead a life between Skyrock and Arabian hairdressers
Hold the flag toward dusk
We are ready, it happened, so we change the bandana on the street
And your hip hop is now rainbow summer night
But our hip-hop wears track pants with bomber jacks
Would never betray anyone who was up front
Because we have logos with the eagle in the laurel wreath
I mean here where you get the haze on comb
In the city with my Asis and the Chabos from the wagon
See, I know where I come from, stay true to the area
And will do my best when you walk in my ways
I'll always hold your place in my heart
And when I die, tell people that's honestly what I rap
And we ran too far out
You become dull and lose yourself in the cycle
Even if you just can't breathe
Fight while the blow trembles in your chest
And we ran too far away
If you're already in too deep in this shit
And you just can't breathe
Fight your way out when the punch trembles in your chest
'Cause that's my style
And when we're down it means my mark is your mark
I'm still drinking, others are killing the dope
And mix cheap stuff out there with Vanilla Coke
This is sort of like the magic potion for riot chabs
You'll find me at the smoking bench in your park
And this future really suits me
I often ask myself in front of my mirror "Is that really you?"
Can't tell what it's like when you're starving for days
Yet the boy who speaks the language was lower class
Haven't done anything for a long time when I write about it
That's why partisan build barricades on the sidewalk
Never been a family man, didn't want to go home
But know what it's like when you're alone or sad
I will always hold your place in my heart
And when I die, tell people that's honestly what I rap
And we're not how the world would like it to be
We often blocked paths, but then rarely learned from them
'Cause this shit ain't no honest business
But I will always hold your place in my heart
And we're not how the world would like it to be
We often blocked paths, but then rarely learned from them
Engraved your name with a shard
And reserved a place in my heart forever
I'm alone and I have to write now
Because that's my business
And when we're down then your problem becomes my stress
Because the shit hasn't turned me on for years
Lead a life between Skyrock and Arabian hairdressers
Hold the flag toward dusk
We are ready, it happened, so we change the bandana on the street
And your hip hop is now rainbow summer night
But our hip-hop wears track pants with bomber jacks
Would never betray anyone who was up front
Because we have logos with the eagle in the laurel wreath
I mean here where you get the haze on comb
In the city with my Asis and the Chabos from the wagon
See, I know where I come from, stay true to the area
And will do my best when you walk in my ways
I'll always hold your place in my heart
And when I die, tell people that's honestly what I rap
And we ran too far out
You become dull and lose yourself in the cycle
Even if you just can't breathe
Fight while the blow trembles in your chest
And we ran too far away
If you're already in too deep in this shit
And you just can't breathe
Fight your way out when the punch trembles in your chest
Writer(s): David Alexi, Christian Nolte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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