Pate 3 English translation
von Chakuza & Bizzy Montana
Pate 3 Lyrics Übersetzung
It's going to be disgusting again, unchained, nothing, no handcuffs
Lousy boards, these brothers distribute ringing with their tails
Close the window very quickly, pressure in the pipeline
This looks for and finds this opening under your coccyx
I brush the dust off my shoulders and the dirt flies away with the dust
In your face, sound like a fist down on the food board
Blackout, flashback, the guys show you how it's done
You crackheads, why are you pushing doors that say pull?
Exaggerated again like before, only that I'm bald
Hate in the stomach, almost like 10 years ago, just a little more antisocial
Cannibal, I'll eat these rappers up there
I wake you up, fart under the covers and I sit on it
Dis is' Mukke for Asis, turn back your clocks
I want the whole pie, not just a son of a bitch piece
Pure poison, get out of the line of fire, otherwise it's over now
Dis doesn't need a background, fuck, dis is blackout
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
If you're wondering what this is, man this is motherfuckin' blackout
The fucked up Bizzy and also Chak the old bastard
And you? Chill out, hey, you'll get a cast on the banana
A low kick and I'll straighten your knees
Your so-called image, unfortunately nothing but disgrace
Instead of a car leased from SIXT, BMX in the garage
A goddamn hippie like Hans Söllner and also god of rap
When I rap, I fuck everything, like the Cologne sex mob
My cock sees no limits with East Frisian Tanjas
I also ram a Mamasita away, la vida España
I'm crasser than Van Damme and do splits when I'm standing
And for you only Beate Zschäpe does a straddle when she is naked
But yes, I do fitness, I'm a shooter like a hitman
You're encased in fat and you've got two nuts, NicNac
And if there's palaver, I'll dig you a grave, but a deep one
This is blackout and not a scout camp like IS
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
Lousy boards, these brothers distribute ringing with their tails
Close the window very quickly, pressure in the pipeline
This looks for and finds this opening under your coccyx
I brush the dust off my shoulders and the dirt flies away with the dust
In your face, sound like a fist down on the food board
Blackout, flashback, the guys show you how it's done
You crackheads, why are you pushing doors that say pull?
Exaggerated again like before, only that I'm bald
Hate in the stomach, almost like 10 years ago, just a little more antisocial
Cannibal, I'll eat these rappers up there
I wake you up, fart under the covers and I sit on it
Dis is' Mukke for Asis, turn back your clocks
I want the whole pie, not just a son of a bitch piece
Pure poison, get out of the line of fire, otherwise it's over now
Dis doesn't need a background, fuck, dis is blackout
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
If you're wondering what this is, man this is motherfuckin' blackout
The fucked up Bizzy and also Chak the old bastard
And you? Chill out, hey, you'll get a cast on the banana
A low kick and I'll straighten your knees
Your so-called image, unfortunately nothing but disgrace
Instead of a car leased from SIXT, BMX in the garage
A goddamn hippie like Hans Söllner and also god of rap
When I rap, I fuck everything, like the Cologne sex mob
My cock sees no limits with East Frisian Tanjas
I also ram a Mamasita away, la vida España
I'm crasser than Van Damme and do splits when I'm standing
And for you only Beate Zschäpe does a straddle when she is naked
But yes, I do fitness, I'm a shooter like a hitman
You're encased in fat and you've got two nuts, NicNac
And if there's palaver, I'll dig you a grave, but a deep one
This is blackout and not a scout camp like IS
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
You fuckers are still celebrating Scarface and The Godfather 3
This is Blackout 2, huh huh, breathe in
A bullet in the lungs, huh huh, inhale
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
Black lead, huh, blackout 2
Writer(s): Peter Pangerl, Daniel Constantin Ott, Moritz Tannhoff, Dennis Atuahene Opoku, Tim Scholz, Gennaro Frenken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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