Das bedeutet Krieg [English translation]
Das bedeutet Krieg [English translation]
Your city in the crosshairs, with abuse of power, how your Batty Boys shoot and a race boycotted. But we leave you in peace, until graffiti is smeared on my castle - This means war!
You sit in a class collective, making a Pseudo-Gee. The night in run down has houses - peace is dealt from plastic bags.
Until you bastard with the dachshund legs shoots
Then you tick cat litter as speed- This means war!
and so I draw in the battle with euphoria
Let the fists fly and aim the gun barrels
98 weeks later my baby remains chaste
But has fallen in new love - This means war!
Ah, I make Isolde, the slut is the wetland.
And I give her the club, until she shoots water columns
Fuck her so hard, now it is curfew for her
Because she lies on plastic tubes - This means war!
Recently someone mature in the street "Get him! Thief!"
All freak out and struggle, like a salmon on a roasting skewer
They fetch helicopters, then the handbag-snatchers flee.
And I miss the German game- This means war!
[Bridge: Alligatoah]
In ruin, the cannons need feeding
Comrades spit guts and heads burst
Who gives me applause, when I die
And my son and his mother cry their eyes out and howl?
Yes, This means war!
[Hook: Alligatoah]
You had thought, we would grow out of it.
But I'd prefer to saw the trees, before I run through the woods.
And you had thought, we would grow out of it.
But what I learned yesterday, tomorrow is sound and smoke.
[Verse 2]
In a fenced area, where there are no night lights
I have suspicion and curiosity- What is your goal?
Are you fucking servants of the devil? Created her Leukemia?
You deny my theory?- This means war!
You'll eat bricks if you don't shut your blabbermouth
And you'll find yourself in any back alley in Neuruppin
In a barrel with acid, because the neighbors will smell you
Believe me, this is no role play- This means War!
Despite a gap between our half timbered houses, you make a friendly gesture
Watering my apple trees
I thank you with a home made Quiche
You make too many mouth smacking sounds - This means war!
Ah, yes I hate German-MCs, it gives crappy applause.
While they take a draw in their water pipes
Come to battle, your weapons are sore throats
Aim your cotton balls at me- This means war!
As long as my fishmongers deal, I smoke
As an Apache chief Piece and my nose must pull like a plow horse draws
When you pour Schnapps in the fire, I get feelings of hatred.
If a vehicle retreats- This means war!
[Bridge: Alligatoah]
In ruin, the cannons need feeding
Comrades spit guts and heads burst
Who gives me applause, when I die
And my son and his mother cry their eyes out and howl?
Yes, This means war!
[Hook: Alligatoah]
You had thought, we would grow out of it.
But I'd prefer to saw the trees before I run through the woods.
And you had thought, we would grow out of it.
But what I learned yesterday, tomorrow is sound and smoke
[Outro]
On to ruin
we are the good ones
- Artist:Alligatoah
- Album:Musik ist keine Lösung