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Dying's something you can do everywhere

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[Part 1: Sudden]
Death's a bitch (*1), I'm playing ding-dong-ditch on the gates of Heaven
Whenever I go and fuck up it all gets accompanied by a children's choir
And groupie-sex is just neighbourly love for me
Lay me out a line, one that's longer than my life line (*2)
The last hero on this here earth
Sorry, but I prefer to choose for myself how I'm gonna die
Try 'n' guess, how many more guardian angels am I gonna let go to waste?
Check me out, I'm living it up off of God's back (*3) - hallelujah...
 
[Part 2: Timi Hendrix]
The doctors all say: Rehab, but I always say: No
The baggie I smoke everyday weighs more than Kader Loth, hehe
Just look at my nose, Colombian plantation
I've probably got your yearly salary stuck up in there
Used to be that everyone told me I wouldn't make it to 30
Now weirdo types are coming to me, they reckon I'll become a saint
Shit yeah, Tim Jong-il, Gustavo Fring and Heisenberg
Masterpiece - bitch, if I wanna, I'll smoke up Jamaica all on my own
 
[Pre-Hook: Alligatoah]
Kid, you're always sat at home on your PC
Try going outside for once, take some LSD (okay!)
 
[Hook: Alligatoah]
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot (*4)
No risk, no fun - 'cause...!
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot
No risk, no fun!
 
[Part 3: Basti]
How many shots have I licked off (*5), they ask in disgust
Check it, the coca farmers in Columbia all wear my merch
Every evening before bedtime they sit and worship me
'Cause my left nostril's what financed their town's school
My doctor once reckoned: You're gonna end up in paradise soon
But today I'm rich and I've fired off more rounds than he weighs
And they ask me every day how I manage to keep on livin'
Man, I just eat gluten-free and shoot H
 
[Part 4: Alligatoah]
There's death in every seventh heroin needle (*6) - I like the rush
Red Bull sports gear for when I'm fucking bareback again (*7)
Used to be that red wine mixed with tablets was all it took
Nowadays I'm deepthroatin' toilet doorhandles at the disco
It's just rock 'n' roll, being the guy who roofies his own drink
And then flies blind in a wingsuit
The chems'll slowly turn you to cremation ashes
I'm doing the same running through Saudi Arabia with a rainbow flag (*8)
Who's extreme here, hey?
 
[Pre-Hook: Alligatoah]
Kid, you're always sat at home on your PC
Try going outside for once, take some LSD (okay!)
 
[Hook: Alligatoah]
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot
No risk, no fun - 'cause...!
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot
No risk, no fun - 'cause...!
 
[Bridge: Alligatoah]
Everyone's got a talent
They say he's good with drugs, he's good with drugs
He's good with drugs, he's good with drugs
He's...
Everyone's got a talent
They say he's good with drugs, he's good with drugs
He's good at his hobby to his job - all the way to the ground
 
[Hook: Alligatoah]
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot
No risk, no fun - 'cause...!
Dying's something you can do everywhere
Tomorrow you'll get run over by a bus
Others'll be taking their golden shot
No risk, no fun!
 

TP4L

You ordered some hooligans for our gig
They lose their teeth due to slaps in the crowd
And lie around in the first aid tent afterwards
This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L
We've got more cocaine than every drug cartel
And no, we're not selling it, we're taking it ourself
And we booze until the liver dissolves
This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L
 
'I'd suck your dick but I've got migraine'
Get down on your knees, otherwise you'll poop teeth
Don't talk shit, dude, what honour?
Just imagine I'd be your dad
Pep dealer mugged, continous ectstasy trip
And the coops are after me per wanted poster in a women's refuge
Your solo albums have been way to gay for me
I'll stop doing rap and you three are B2K now
 
I gift you a treasure chest full of gold at our date
And now follow me in my flat and give me your piss
I've got the musicality of needy warthog
That's the moonshine sonata volume 2
Finest lyrics
We're doing the sound for all fellows who think of plane noises as pussy
Perhaps we are the newest and the last trend
This is lift music, when somebody is stuck in it
 
You ordered some hooligans for our gig
They lose their teeth due to slaps in the crowd
And lie around in the first aid tent afterwards
This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L
We've got more cocaine than every drug cartel
And no, we're not selling it, we're taking it ourself
And we booze until the liver dissolves
This is TP4L, bitch, TP4L
 
Trailerpark -- heroes in straitjackest
Cause we scare the shit out of the world again
hearts broken and crap in mind
tattoo stitched by Micheal J. Fox
We ended up in the space shuttle, we tank up the drugs
Driving to the show with a tank
Finally fucking is back
Admit, you forgot what it is like long ago
 
'I didn't get the message of your lyrics'
Ehh, the message is, go, cook crack for me
My ex was shot on an acid trip last week
My role model consciouness is broken and rusted
German rapper: No talent but facebook likes
They don't have something to say at all but are dropping statements all the time
You're on-stage now, main act, playback, nice
I kill the ghost writer, who texts your gay tracks cunt
 
T!
P!
4!
L!
 

Bad Habit

Bad habit -- sry, don't have any
Maybe that I sneak into the kindergarden dressed up as Anders Breivik
Every night the same dream, I am naked in the woods, food's gone cold
Mrs Petry passes by and my penis is about to fall of
I think I don't own any bad habit
Except that I sometimes fuck corpses at the graveyard
I booze all the alc in the pub before driving my car
Is the way back about to get hard: Tim Weitkamp drives backwards in the roundabout most of the time
 
I'm only fucking girls, other kids are a tabu
This may sound like a pedophile but at least not gay
Take a closer look at your backyard, my shit is swimming in your pool
That's a shoutout to Trump: I'm even more mad than you
Sometimes I show my dick in the Juice-magazin
Cause I meet the editors on my visit in the swinger club
BSE in the blood, they're about to prove it scientifically
Sorry for the deaths, didn't know this is a pillow fight
 
Did I kick passively again?
I am dancing naked on the table -- bad habit
I fucked my cat yesterday
Sometimes I'm in -- bad habit
And sometimes I get myself a trannie that's got more dick than me -- bad habit
Faster, harder
Scooter -- bad habit
 
Basti, didn't you plan to stop beating up the groupies?
Ehhh, yeeeah? What's that blood lake about then?
She failed sucking for a moment, so I became angry
And when the police busts in I'm gonna say she's only on her period
Trust me, I don't worry about that whore
Cause I'm a gentleman und even give her a ride to school in the morning
And then I just piss straight into her face
Cause I don't only fuck little bitches, I break them
 
I'm obsessed with chewing nails
Wouldn't be a problem if they were my own ones
I'm actually normal, but when the sentence 'It's showtime' appears
I chop my own shit precisly, shit into the bread dough, power of the routine
When we're watching movies you've always got to talk and ruin the scene
For me it's the other way around, when you talk I've got to watch movies
In fact I suffer from a sick quirck
Don't worry, my psychiatrist can jot down a scientifically term for you, bitch
 
Did I kick passively again?
I am dancing naked on the table -- bad habit
I fucked my cat yesterday
Sometimes I'm in -- bad habit
And sometimes I get myself a trannie that's got more dick than me -- bad habit
Faster, harder
Scooter -- bad habit
Did I kick passively again?
I am dancing naked on the table -- bad habit
I fucked my cat yesterday
Sometimes I'm in -- bad habit
And sometimes I get myself a trannie that's got more dick than me -- bad habit
Faster, harder
Scooter -- bad habit
 

Finally normal people

Junkies, psychos, strongly limited
finally normal people (yes)
fucked up castingchicks
finally normal people (yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes)
then ellbows out, not this niminy-piminy
 
My first groupiebittch had 6 boobs - sixpack
keep that in mind for the trailerpark-historytest
grabbing the porn mag, writing a disstrack
against me, as my brain is small like a NicNac (yeah)
My penis is handicapped accessible
and the look in her face tell me, that she likes the taste of my Kinderriegel
I know, you think, this sudden talks always about sex
Don't worry, in about 30 years im gone again
 
Groupieparents are asking, if Basti is spinning
But normality is extentable like an eightgrader
if i stand behind everything what i rap?
Dude, no, surely not, but i have an attestation
Iam mentally deranged and thow with poop
put my cock in your kid cause by illness
Why is there someone lying after rape in the bus?
Man, not cuz I want it, cuz i have to
 
Junkies, psychos, strongly limited
finally normal people (yes)
fucked up castingchicks
finally normal people (yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes)
then ellbows out, not this niminy-piminy
 
um, it is 2017, man don't tell me anymore, ' your are spastic'
Meh, sorry, Iam a spastic
He is sick, if you say cripple, rant and insult
that you criticize me therefore, if handicapped-hostile
Other musicians are richer in topics (ridicoulos)
Our music is barrier-free, everybody understands vociferation (i don't understand)
before god are we the wrong cricle
after the moshpit all are equal, half harm, a case for the childrens home
 
This is your wife, with the jizz in the mouth
which gives head to everybody in the room for a Schnitzel
please tell this educationally disadvantaged zit chick,
that the sens of life is, that you buy tickets for our shows, hehe, bye
um, while your lazy kid sit in front of the playstation, I take a lady with me, rape the bitch
on-stage and she get H mainlined, my baseball bat hits her aidsface (yolo)
um, i distribute crystal meth
Your mom knows, how my piss tates (true story, Timi)
 
Junkies, psychos, strongly limited
finally normal people (yes)
fucked up castingchicks
finally normal people (yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes)
then ellbows out, not this niminy-piminy
 
Junkies, psychos, strongly limited
finally normal people (yes)
fucked up castingchicks
finally normal people (yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes, yes, yes)
I asked if you are retarded (yes)
then ellbows out, not this niminy-piminy
 

Poverty is driving the youth to pop music

[Hook: Alligatoah]
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
 
[Producertag]
Tai Jason
 
[Part 1: Basti]
Those days are over when you had to suck a dick to get on the guest list
I invested my money in hoes and coke and squandered the rest
Following up with a soft album without any tough rap
We're betraying music for cash just like K.I.Z. do
Came from legendary gigs and even more legendary shows
From underage hoes to even more underage hoes
And wonder why protection of minors applies to me
At least I'm driving slowly when I'm passing a school
 
[Part 2: Alligatoah]
Easy money, wrong people, dark schlager icons
My father disowned me after he learned I'm paying my rent with rhymes on the radio
Deals with sleazy fat cats where everyone just pretends to know the don
Where songs aren't called songs but 'content'
Try to put things into perspective (ey, ey), folks, that doesn't make much of a difference
I used to play instruments (yeah), today I'm being instrumentalized (instrumentalized - 'so what?')
Using cheap tricks to make a fortune with tracks (money, money)
My summer hit gets released by Christmas - that's the way the cookie crumbles
 
[Chorus: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
We need to release a ballad
That ain't rocket science
But morally wrong
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us
 
[Hook: Alligatoah]
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
 
[Part 3: Timi & Alligatoah]
No more cash flowing in, no groupies nor gold
I look in the mirror and it just says 'Hi, how are you, Rolf?'
I'm feeling like a stranger here for nobody recognizes me anymore
Spending every day on Google looking for our fans, oh
Failed in show biz, suddenly all my money was gone
I guess part of it is still stuck in my boogers
I wanted to be a professional soccer player but I was out of luck
Seems I wasn't good enough - damn doping test
Na na n–
 
[Part 4: Sudden]
I tried honest work
Sold drugs and went to rehab
Don't tell me I wasn't thrifty enough
I'm sorry, I like the taste of caviar
Tried my luck in the States
But all I found was a magical rabbit in a hat
Was up on stage and the crowd booed me
That's why your radio is bleeding from now on
My girlfriend stares at me with her large eyes
Tell me, how am I supposed to buy love for her?
You'd better don't begrudge me a few pretty things
One day when I'm disowning my kids, I wanna be able to laugh maniacally
 
[Chorus: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
We need to release a ballad
That ain't rocket science
But morally wrong
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us
 
[Hook: Alligatoah]
We're out of cash
(Na na na na na na)
We need to release a ballad
(Na na na na na na)
That ain't rocket science
(Na na na na na na)
But morally wrong
(Na na na na na na)
 
[Outro]
Poverty is driving
The youth to pop music
Schlager vibes
And we're praying for God to forgive us
 
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