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ANABOLIKA Lyrics English Translation by Farid Bang
Farid Bang is not an animal to me; I see some people as objects (Yes)
Um, or even shapes in this case
And to me, he’s a classic square
Head-nodding music, visually reminiscent of Bruce Lee
My gang is not South Berlin but toxically masculine
In the woods, one finds your mutilated skull
Not Daredevil, but known for blind violence
Why is my face pixelated in the newspaper?
Because you still get grazed despite police protection (Haha)
They buy streams, they’re the biggest hypocrites
Because they pay Turks like kebab buyers, ah
Nina Chuba, go now and cook
You see me as a square, I see you as a hole, ah
This album is meant to save the scene
That’s why it goes all out like with defibrillator shocks
There’s blood on my hands because I hit people
You rap like a girl, but your car is gender blue
No gang tattoos, but the pistol in hand
Shindy’s mother is like a hookah; nothing works without coal, ah
Cash keeps growing, but people are getting faker
You’re sitting in front of the liquidator because of the man behind (Ya kelb)
My retirement age is thirty-eight
I say what I want, forget cancel culture
I’m on ana-, ana-anabolics
And I’m over the hill like Paramount Pictures (Pah, pah)
The bitch is blowing, I’m puffing on a Cohiba
I’m on ana-, ana-anabolics
Farid Bang, black Benz, GLOCK in my joggers
My bullying victims are usually one-hit wonders (Ah)
Always a mean look like Jean Reno
I’ll die as a toxic man, just like Romeo (Hahaha)
Hookers hate me because I’m different
If I give sluts a ring, my **** is inside (Oh)
I’ll attack Shindy at a rap event
Not like Eva, but I owe my existence to ribs
A lot of cash with me, as if I were a criminal
If it’s not a feature, I’m doing something with Vanessa Mai (Ahh)
Shindy, I don’t know about your **** tattoos
The only connection to an opponent will be your shroud
I’ll rob you, hit and run, leaving behind a tooth mark from your Cartier jewelry on my fist (Oh)
Michi, you have to pay for your protection
Otherwise, you can’t wear jewelry in the hood at night
(C-C-) Cash keeps growing, but people are getting faker
You’re sitting in front of the liquidator because of the man behind (Ya kelb)
My retirement age is thirty-eight
I say what I want, forget cancel culture (Hehe)
I’m on ana-, ana-anabolics
And I’m over the hill like Paramount Pictures (Pah, pah)
The bitch is blowing, I’m puffing on a Cohiba
I’m on ana-, ana-anabolics
Well, I won’t say much more, or he’ll roast me
But for me (Hahahahaha) well
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