I dont invite bitches for coffee anymore, I already know that the best ass have the E 39 M-Packet. Girls are just interested in money and drive in a Bimmer, money, testosteron, V12, welcome to my life. Little boys started to do a rap. In the head just success and respect, but for others you are not gangsters, you are not badass, with a few pounds of weight, without a gang, anyone can walk on your spine. Even in July it is snowing (drugs) here. Bitches goes to Italy to fuck , cheat on dudes. For a small coins, the cunts then feels like a princess, dudes with gangsta pose for a few bucks sucking cocks. All are hidden behind the mask, all fake. For the rudeness of lying to my eyes, I'd like to hit you, but Fck you, the world will destroy you, life at the end will give you a hit to your neck. Its a fckin carma.... I lost everything at least I still have my pride. I'm not going to do what you want even for a million I won't be for a million, a puppet in the world full of you idiots. Take your life, die. As the only one at the end I will still be the same as now. Blood for blood, my stress, is my medicine, because reminds me of what I am.
I haven't called whores for coffee in a long time, I already know that the best ass has the same E 39 M-Package. The buns are still only interested in love and drive with a BMW love, tester, V12, welcome to my life. Little stinks started rap. Success and respect in the head, but for others you are not gangsters, you are not dudes, with a few pounds without a gang, anyone can walk on your spine. It is also snowing (snowing) in July. Pussies go to Italy to fuck, fuck guys. For a few crowns, those cunts then feel like princesses, dudes with gangsta pose for a few crowns smoke dicks. All hidden behind a mask, all fake. For the audacity to lie in my eyes, I'd rather hit you, but fuck you already, the world will fuck you all, life in the end still puts a bomb in your scalp. It's fucking karma, it crunches like steam. I lost everything, at least I still have my pride alone. I won't do what you want for a million, I won't be worth a million, a puppet in the world of you brooms. Take your life, grab it. As the only one at the end, I will still be the same as now. Blood for blood, my stress is my medicine, because everything that hurts me reminds me of who I am.
