[Hook: Alligatoah]
You're sitting at the bar, washing up
Your sorrow and it's raining outside
Now don't feel ashamed
Here's a tissue, your tears are streaming
And now take your second hand vintage-esque shirt
Get out of my bar
Take your trendy melancholy, hang yourself in Paris
Get out of my bar
[ Part 1: Sudden]
It doesn't matter if you rap shit, as long as it's not ugly
The question is whether your facial hair matches the feminine leggings
You want to be a pop star now and sing like a girl
With your shitty verse
Then stand in the back like Curse
Your badly acted depressive attitude, no one will buy it from you
Just kill yourself, you have the choice, Nobody will buy that
False image, man, I'm tired of this act
Just suck a few cocks if you're lovesick
[Part 2: Timi Hendrix]
I'll shave your beard, then cover swallows and anchors
And boxing a punk like you is standard for a bartender
So many cryptic sentences written for little bitches
By a few pseudo-skaters, who can't even do a kickflip
I'm a royal hippie, rabble in the city
If you want props, you bitch, then kill MC Fitti
You little pile of shit e, no one wants to see you here anymore
So get out of my bar, it's time for you to go, bitch
[Hook: Alligatoah]
[Part 3: Alligatoah]
Your cheerleader girl left you
For a rich footballer
That sounds harsh, but where exactly is the high school in Saxony?
Could it be that you like US teenagers? Watches films?
Ah, the profound material makes you think.
If you always escape the daily grind with cheap alcopops
I can understand why you accidentally
Only half of it Head shaved
And you just want to have love, because the breakup was a shock
Then stand in line in the block with your leggings and skirt, cunt
[Part 4: Basti]
The Alk hat mich destroyed! says the victim there with a puppy-dog look
What can liquor do for it
That you're a goddamn faggot
Who cares how many sad songs you make
Just be a man and huh ng you in the hall, you joke
Your old lady annoys me too, says how difficult everything is
And wants to cry at me, but I won't play along
When you're pregnant< br/>After a well-aimed torso kick
Can you rightly say that something inside you has died, bitch
[Hook: Alligatoah]

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