[Part 1: Nico]
Nico KIZ, aka the blonde from the Musttopf
Gets bombs in the schoolyard after the last lesson
20 people are standing there laughing behind you, it was me 5 years of being a victim
It's you the 50 after that
Luckily I've never had enough honor for that kind of shit
I heard you're still pulling 17-year-olds off
Anyway, I'm hanging out with my boys (give me the Belton pot)
For the first time without a rubber ducky in the tub
I just wanted to spray, why are they screaming? stab us
And chase us across 3 subway stations
If my sports teacher had had a knife back then too
I would certainly have gotten a certificate of honor too
Then I definitely still have to hang out with crass people and bang around
Thankfully after that I met real friends
Since then I've never been with complete idiots, not even with the cops
Hope I see you never again, like the money you owe me
[Hook: Tarek]
You're in the club right now, on your nose, with the girls
And I'm carving these texts into your AMG Mercedes
We are standing in front of your villa and you can hear us screaming
We are the last, but we will be the first
[Part 2: Tarek]
I am no longer in that School deepened
14 and I'm only interested in music
Until the studio in the youth club closes
My best friend is a Yugo, a freak
Who dreams of a home at night ¤um in which the ammunition flies
And during the day, tourists pull off
But hanging out with older people was a great feeling
Everyone dealt in their youth
My father has that Found the fabric, flushed it down the toilet
I've been a scoundrel during burglaries
I never got anything from the loot, fellow runner
It's normal that we're uninvited guests at parties
The host intervenes because we are harassing his girl
The mood changes, I watch idly
The host collapses, shortness of breath, blood
We're all in the tub for now Bombs got
And the others blamed everything on me. (What?)
[Hook: Tarek]
You're in the club right now, on your nose, with the girls
And I'm carving these texts into your AMG Mercedes
We're standing in front of your villa and you hear us screaming (storm the palace!)
We are the last, but will be the first
[Part 3: Maxim]
ADS, a pain in the ass since first grade
I started with rap because I didn't have television
Despite the glasses, I had no sense
And I actually came to the one-on-one fight alone
And they came as a group of four , to the Kottbusser Tor
But no one beat me when it came to botten
Proud of the A in sports and the five in math
Back then, rap in German was just child shit for you
Fuck the bigwig clique and the street gang
Rather run to your doom than run after you
Unfortunately there were no gunmen when we were children
Because since Winnenden they have been afraid of spectacled snakes
Not belonging always has its price
But the blood on my shirt was never just mine
You're in the VIP, we'll hang out outside
And dance to this song on your car roof
[Hook:]
You're in the club right now, on your nose, with the girls
And I'm scratching these texts into your AMG Mercedes
We're standing in front of yours Villa and you hear us scream
We are the last, but will be the first

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