Yeah
Yeah, ah
My lifestyle is Favela, the sneakers are Margiela,
My team is unbeatable, for us there are no opponents
Fly to Las Vegas and gamble away my kicks
Fuck keeping it real because my imagination is against it
The force is with me, says Master Yoda
Buffalo soldier, take a hit, I take a whole car
Fuck the gangsters, fuck the hipsters
You chill with stars, I hang out with Sikk the fucking Kidd
Gold grills in the face and the masks on
We knock on the door, better you don't open it
I puff the smoke with Siggi Smallz and Marsi, we just need platinum

No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
As long as I still carry my tongue in my throat
For all of you, a visual tirade of hate
When I wear the mask
Masquerade
No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
Even if it hurts what I say
For all of you, a slap on the nape
When I wear the mask
Masquerade

Yeah, whenever the hate builds up
I put on the mask, the grimace up and freak out
Damn, I let it out
I therapize the king until he voluntarily
Gives up the scepter like in a relay race
Show me anyone who has as much style
As my little one in the driveway on a tricycle, just like dad
And now he doesn't need a bed anymore
Because instead of falling asleep, he raps,
Just like dad
I'm the best, everyone has checked it
So kids, don't mess around, please have respect
I took off the second face
So you know who's under this mask

No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
As long as I still carry my tongue in my throat
For all of you, a visual tirade of hate
When I wear the mask
Masquerade
No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
Even if it hurts what I say
For all of you, a slap on the nape
When I wear the mask
Masquerade

I am Marsi, my mask burned into my skin
Grass aside, Green Berlin is smoked through the pipe
Messing around means for us a joint looks like Tingeltangelbob
From Berlin to Rostock. From Saarbrücken to the Pott
Marsimoto workflow, Niagara
Order a round of Mexicana in Tijuana
Traffic with marijuana not sexually
If I had lived before, then as a prophet in the year 2060
Marsimoto crew attack
Only in the swinger club do I take off my mask
Fuck gold and platinum, kebab instead of Ferrari
S-I-D-O, Marsi's partner

No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
As long as I still carry my tongue in my throat
For all of you, a visual tirade of hate
When I wear the mask
Masquerade
No matter how life plays out, I straighten myself up
Even if it hurts what I say
For all of you, a slap on the nape
When I wear the mask
Masquerade

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