Herrschaft

Who said real gangsters don't have dreams?
I dream every night of German rappers bathing in acid
I'm a businessman, haters act like war mercenaries
But get decapitated with a letter opener
The scene wanted a piece of me, 'cause they're hungry
Spawn of whores who want to fuck me – patricide
When I put food on the table, they love daddy
Running through Berlin fearing revenge, with their caps pulled low
The cake everyone talks about comes from my oven
When reality catches up, they hang canvases with corpses on the radiator pipes
It only takes two pilots to bring your empire down to the white roses
Don't lift a finger, contract killers, offshore accounts
Because the small fish all come after you victims
King Bushido, this name is immortal
The first rapper in history to spit a verse, yeah

They seriously think
I'm fighting for dominance at forty-five
My biggest enemy isn't Berlin, but gravity
All the millions on my back, my crown still shining on my head
And they seriously think
I'm fighting for dominance as an eight-time father
My biggest enemy isn't Berlin, but gravity
All the millions on my back, my crown still shining on my head

I'm the one who calmly wakes up the kids in the morning
Shortly after I make you disappear in a dark alley
These bastards lack the intellect for my business
I have millions in my pocket, what are you gonna do?
Your audience is kids from a Twitch livestream
For my fans, all of Berlin is sightseeing
You act like Big Brother, you wanted to move in with me
In every press, you were in second place, what you don't realize, yeah
Finally free, burn the passports
Announce singles and all of Berlin turns pale
I leave a few thousand in the Dubai Mall and hope to meet the One
And until then, I save my strength
German rappers are tougher than ever now
They invite me to cafes and serve me tea
I was the first in a CL 63 Coupe
King Bushido, the legend that lives, yeah

They seriously think
I'm fighting for dominance at forty-five
My biggest enemy isn't Berlin, but gravity
All the millions on my back, my crown still shining on my head
And they seriously think
I'm fighting for dominance as an eight-time father
My biggest enemy isn't Berlin, but gravity
All the millions on my back, my crown still shining on my head