People ask "Gzuz, hey how was it in jail?"
Dude, super cool, I missed three years like that
What a question, you jerk? It's not that bad
I do what you do on the street
What's up with LX? When is your album coming out?
Back in pretrial detention, don't you read the newspaper?
My album will come out when it's ready
Are you slow to understand? Please don't bother me
Dude, check my parts or kiss my ass
Ghetto New Year's Eve, straight into the charts
Bills paid, things are going well at the moment
Soon on vacation again, I'm saving for the flight
Ebb & Flow, a few things happen
Dude, millionaire today, collect blade tomorrow
Follow the voice inside me, always have to risk it
Baby super talented, they want children from me
Inhale a few puffs and the beer is ice cold
I'm drunk every day because I love the feeling
Rappers come, rappers go, 187 remains stable
Just keep going straight, we never had a goal
Again and again on Sundays, flashing rims
CL 500, there's nothing to hate
Fresh from the Elbe, vacuum packed
A kilo a week, the question remains if you can handle it
A sip for the street, we'll see each other again soon
For Musti, for Faruk, and a few more brothers
Summer can come, it's going to be hot this year
Look how I wear crocs and sharks
Women in leggings, they drive me crazy
The cheeks are wobbling, hey everything is shaking
In English class it was always "Six, sit down!"
And today I'm a rapper, "how horny is that then?"

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