OHNE RÜCKEN [ALBUMVERSION] Lyrics English Translation by Farid Bang
You’ll receive a body check like in Rocky VI
And that’s just because you’re flexing on a beat by OZ
Butterfly on, send all your men
I’m not a Favorite, but a crazy rapper
Why don’t I listen to German rap? I’m honest with the kids
I don’t listen to songs by people who are poorer than I am
Today, they’re going to get fucked because I’m boxing hard
I greet Ahzumjot with a punch to the head (Ah)
Nico Santos hurt in TV shows
I’m making your mother her first son
In an [?] and you see me cruising in the Urus
Because I have giant heels like UFO’s shoes (Ya kelb)
Suddenly, you have Friends with Money
Your gangster diploma buys a Harley with your money
Takes the Bentley for free, and you, dog, give up the cash
Show me a German newcomer who raps hungrier
Killing people is a great sin
Are you a dear corpse or a killer?
Many want to adorn themselves with my crown
The only gangster rapper without a back (Bang-bang)
The only one without a back
And the reason why others have to get one (Bang-bang)
Security in red puddles
Now you, dog, are also a rapper without a back
Monet is a little mutt in a Gucci shirt
Nina Chuba and ART are just industry plants
Shindy, I’m going too far with that bastard
And it drives him up the wall like Uber in Dubai
You call the police, you filthy bastard
I’ll stab you and have a resting heart rate of 60
I’m a socially irresponsible Moroccan, Lamborghini driver
And I’m out of the media like Sandro Wagner
Mothers get fucked like at Oktoberfest
I’m not your ghostwriter, but let your motorcycle burn
With Bogotá gangs, they determine gram prices
T-low, your chain looks like dental floss
Show no fear, raise the Jacky glasses high
Like LX or Bonez in the morning, it gets excessive coke
Every influencer hoe posts Fashion Nova
But their income comes from sex with grandpas
Killing people is a great sin
Are you a dear corpse or a killer?
Many want to adorn themselves with my crown
The only gangster rapper without a back (Bang-bang)
The only one without a back
And the reason why others have to get one (Bang-bang)
Security in red puddles
Now you, dog, are also a rapper without a back
Ufo dresses like he’s Kanye for the less fortunate
Because his black sandals match his nail polish color
When I plan an attack with brothers and pals
Not KFC, but we still have a few chickens to pluck
Success for me doesn’t mean going gold (Instead?)
Instead, it means seeing you in a wheelchair (Ah)
You can mention me a hundred times, but you won’t get any hype
Anyone who doesn’t call you a son of a bitch is my enemy
Take cover, you’ll be buried on my album
I have an alcohol breath, sitting in a Lambo with spice
On Frankfurt streets at ten at night
You can see me walking with Achraf
Because your shitty CDs and streaming numbers
Are underground like underground garages, ah
Motherfuckers, I’m doing major business
You’re bald assholes like Jada Pinkett, ah
Killing people is a great sin
Are you a dear corpse or a killer?
Many want to adorn themselves with my crown
The only gangster rapper without a back (Bang-bang)
The only one without a back
And the reason why others have to get one (Bang-bang)
Security in red puddles
Now you, dog, are also a rapper without a back