Wie Ein Löwe [English translation]

[Hook]

It's been completely quiet for a year now, German Rap lives again,

and now I feel like killing it that I'm from now on good and A-A-A-A-Angry,

I'm the King here, in the Jungle, like a Lion.

[Part 1]

This here is the huge Cinema, fuck Grams, here there are Kilos, und Kay One screams again, now: "Raise your Hands for Bushido!"

GermanRap remains my Homie, the Law fucks me as well as Weloskolly,

Call me Scarface, I'm T-T-T-T-Tony from the capital in New York, from the Curb up to the Sky-line (Horizon), self-made Millionaire and believe me, yeah, the only benefit is being rich. You could quit here to blow.

I trust myself with what to say and Berlin is like Monopoly, I buy the

Streets now, Boy this here was my Movie. Believe me, times

change you. Rest in Peace, Bernd Eichinger. Yeah, my friend,

I think of you and look at the Horizon, and I'm right now so numb,

as if a bullet came flying here from the left. You all are like

Loveparade to me, I work so hard, as it goes until one day, the Undertaker

hammers the nails in the Coffin, I go clearly on my way, straight ahead.

The World is gray, I know exactly, I won't trust anyone except myself.

[Hook]

It's been completely quiet for a year now, German Rap lives again,

and now I feel like killing it that I'm from now on good and A-A-A-A-Angry,

I'm the King here, in the Jungle, like a Lion.

[Part 2]

When I was a child on the streets, on the playground,

my boys and I sat, but we didn't have much and at night we sat in the Park, really nothing, so we saved up for all the things that

I own now, House and Yard, I simply live the Ghetto Dream

One must manage it here, now I wake up drenched in sweat, in

envy, nights I'm worried about 4 duplicated Passports going through Customs. Goodbye,

Germany, fuck you all NYC. Sonny Black white Shirt, give the

Gun potential. Who does business? Who makes Money? Again, Anis!!!

From Berlin to Queens and back, to Caeser's Palace. I'm

back again now, and skip your Teeny-rap, sell drugdealer-tracks

And piss on the Internet, take your check and fuck you

German rap is my Property, you don't want me

to come fuck you in the mouth in front of your friends, and you leave after that.

I write the Song overseas, the bitch brings Steak with Oysters. ("Entrecôte mit Austern")

• Artist:Bushido
• Album:Jenseits von Gut und Böse