Meine Band [English translation]

Ey yo, please look for another radio station

I listened to them often in the past, but they have changed

It's true, I've known them since they started spitting texts

Who listens to them now is a fashion victim, have fun fucking leftovers

It was my band, and when you find something you can keep it. But now the beat pumps a hundred times, because now, everyone likes them

I wanted to charge all of them for stealing a band

But that didn't help anything, yet I need a scapegoat

Industry and the system turn artists into rubbish

Right, they have a label to turn to - probably treaty of gagging

Every day they tell them they are stars of the media

Of course, then they are conceited

Now they even want to nourish their family?

Commercial fools! - Thus my arch-enemies

And I don't through stones but curd soap

Hook:

They've changed

Who permitted that?

After all, it was my band, this

ruined my day

They've changed

Who permitted that?

How I hate my band

Since now, the mass is listening

Yes, that happens when glory makes you feel superior

Do you think you are gods?

Man, your fans long for contact, take your time for everyone of them

You can make music along the way

But you are arrogant and immediately called for the cops

Only because I stood in your garden for days

No, Mr. Police Officer, I'm not MC Hammer

I only bought the cd, so I'm basically a family member

And I say, they shouldn't adapt but remain loyal to themselves

To the old style and not trying new things although they hate this enforcement

Oh my, they just have to adapt

Buddy, here, everyone is missing the old days

Couldn't you write an old song once again?

It's your duty to play what's linked to memories

Only a tiny piece, childlike happiness, bring me back

[Hook]

You can't help me at all

Doesn't matter, I found a new band but I won't say which

I will lock them in, they won't be released

They will never play in front of huge crowds, only on side streets

I will forbid them to eat dinner

Because only meager ones become child prodigies

Like a trout in a rapid

they belong in a cellar as a source of inspiration

Yo, and the way they make music is pioneering

But they remain my personal fun

I don't share! Never! Unless, you give me money

What? No, that's not the same thing as a sell-out

I'm sure they are happy about remaining amateurs

Who the hell wants to make songs that are listened to

And as logical consequence, I'm gonna kill them by throwing knives

Cause only the best ones die young

• Artist:Alligatoah