North Rhine-Westphalia like Tijuana
You know, the wolf will always eat the jackal

Greetings from the Caucasus
I am a man, don't make such a drama
You know, the wolf will always eat the jackal
When I bite Americans, it's only in the carotid artery
North Rhine-Westphalia like Tijuana
I will come home, wait for me, mom
Our food is halal, the money is haram
Nothing in life is given for free

It's Juri, today Prada Linea Rossa
Nasha Russia, large caliber, bro, Anna Kournikova (brr)
Sitting in the Benz, pushing the pedal, smuggling kilos over Nijmegen
Who are you? Wallah, no one will give you face (no one)
Leaving gunpowder traces at the crime scene
Marble floor, Nike Mercurial Vapor
I don't wear replicas, heartthrob
Oligarch daughters hanging on the phone from Leningrad (yeah)
Who is looking for Bela? My aura is stab-proof
Folding knife, hit bag, Ghostrider, X6
Cha-pfuh, for the Afghans you are Bênamûs
Sending you directly to paradise like Pegasus
Fully automatic, greetings from the Caucasus
Juri Luciano, Asche Krav Maga
Wallah, I'll continue until you son of a bitch swallow shit
Close the topic, body bag, zipper

North Rhine-Westphalia like Tijuana
I will come home, wait for me, mom
Our food is halal, the money is haram
Nothing in life is given for free

Greetings from the Caucasus
I am a man, don't make such a drama
You know, the wolf will always eat the jackal
When I bite Americans, it's only in the carotid artery
North Rhine-Westphalia like Tijuana
I will come home, wait for me, mom
Our food is halal, the money is haram
Nothing in life is given for free

Kids in the block say: "You totally resemble Johnny Cage"
And that I should take the scene by storm
Little blogger sluts now find my model face cool
Ten years of bare-knuckle fights, you should have seen me before
Book me as a Bond villain
And already in minute one, Bond is badly hit
(Asche, Asche, Asche, Asche) Practicing kicks on concrete pillars
You have tons of hits, but nothing without songwriters
Asche burns, Phoenix glow
You are not Iron Man, why are you on a high?
Caucasus, lion brood, do you see the personalities?
Better step aside, like my blow-dried parting
What clicks to pay for?
You are fooling the kids like I do in the clip with Fard
Pamela Reif is stalking me, I'm on good steroids
And inject into the arms, like Ufo heroin

North Rhine-Westphalia like Tijuana
I will come home, wait for me, mom
Our food is halal, the money is haram
Nothing in life is given for free

Greetings from the Caucasus
I am a man, don't make such a drama
You know, the wolf will always eat the jackal
When I bite Americans, it's only in the carotid artery

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