But man, I come from there
Directly from the dirt, with my shoes over blood on the floor
I come from there
On my knees, both hands on my face and praying, God hears me up there
I come from there
Where hunger puts you to bed or in jail
Where the pressure buries you six feet under
Or you get up again and dust yourself off

The first parts on yellow letters
The first lines kicked in the night to sirens
Little sleep, lying on the ground
And only the cockroaches in the kitchen nodded to the beat

And yes, I know that, when life slaps you in the face
And you end up with your head in the damn sand
Brother, Karma is a bitch and likes to stab you in the back
But has eyes like the sea when she laughs

Everything in fast forward
Because the good years go by as fast as seconds
And only days that cut deep into your flesh
Slowly go to the dogs with you

In my head only thunderstorms
Because people you think you know, like yourself
Change their face too quickly
From happily in love to sadly bitter and that's how it always goes

But man, I come from there
Directly from the dirt, with my shoes over blood on the floor
I come from there
On my knees, both hands on my face and praying, God hears me up there
I come from there
Where hunger puts you to bed or in jail
Where the pressure buries you six feet under
Or you get up again and dust yourself off

All bad days are still running through my head
Running through my head, like the bullet of a Glock
And a deep black shadow in the chest waits where my heart was
Because when we fall, we don't just fall due to gravity

Who steps first? Seriously, who is the rat?
I was Robin for the Hood and shared the dough with the weak
I only believed the devil that he believes what I believe
Because I believed, he believes in the cause

But fame is a whore, can't get enough of her mouth, only the truth she doesn't swallow
Brother, believe me, she's looking, she's just looking for young, fresh, new blood for her old poison
And fuck you with flashlights and likes
Because God only made the sun so that it shines all alone
Because nothing is forever only yours, my spirit was trapped, but I kick the cage door in

But man, I come from there
Directly from the dirt, with my shoes over blood on the floor
I come from there
On my knees, both hands on my face and praying, God hears me up there
I come from there
Where hunger puts you to bed or in jail
Where the pressure buries you six feet under
Or you get up again and dust yourself off

But man, I come from there
Directly from the dirt, with my shoes over blood on the floor
I come from there
On my knees, both hands on my face and praying, God hears me up there
I come from there
Where hunger puts you to bed or in jail
Where the pressure buries you six feet under
Or you get up again and dust yourself off

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