Triumph of the Ill (Hitler Rap)

H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are!
The name is A!
And I'm back in command!
Cause I'm the illest fuhrer
Representing Deutschland
Reich one, reich two, reich three
That's me! The master mind behind World War III
No, two! My bad! Oh well, start it over!
Been gone for so long but now I'm back and I'm'a show ya!
Everybody Hitler-hatin' when they speak my name!
But it s the new millenium and the Fuhrer has changed!
And what I bet y'all didn't know is now I'm down with the jews!
The gypsies, homosexuals and retards too!
Cause I stopped burning people, started burning CDs!
Stopped battlin' the world, started battlin' MCs!
Just started bustin' rhymes, finally found my groove
And now the S.S on my jacket stands for Super Smooth?
H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are!
To all the aryans in the area that are carryin' rhymes!
And neo-nazis better watch me, catch on up with the times!
When other rappers see me coming, yo, they run and they hide!
I grab the mic and commit lyrical genocide!
Cause when it comes to droppin' hooks there is None greater!
Throw a finger to my public, then I grab my dictator!
Cause I'm flexin' my might and I'm showing my strength
I'll get yo' lady. Oh, and get 'er moanin' (Mein Kampf)
No longer Nazi, but I still like to party!
And there are plenty women up in here with master racy bodies!
Blonde hair, blue eyes, you know I like 'em that way
Yo, Goering, you got something to say?
Creep with me! As I roll through the Rhine!
Out getting yours while I m out getting mine!
Got a skull on my jacket. Pimp it, it pays
Got hoes hunkered in my bunker and they stay there for days
Got a shorty waiting for me at every point of the land!
And that just comes with being Adolf's right hand man!
I'm the Chairman of the Council of Defense of the Reich
And if you'll come back to my castle, babe, we'll stay up all night!
Driving down the street in my Panzer tank!
Sittin drinkin' Cris with my bitch Anne Frank! (Hey)
And when I step into the clubs you know I'm steppin' with style!
Raise my left hand, party people say Heil!?
Got a page from Eva Braun, that I'll say that I missed
There s a party up at Schindlers and I'm on his A-list!?
Cause I put my past behind! Y'all can think what you will!
But no more propaganda, it's Triumph of the Ill!
H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Driving down the streets in the fancy car!
Say H-I-T-L-E-R!
Thought we'd never make it but here we are! (Say H-I-)
Yo, that's it, that's my ride!
We outta here!
Give it up! Give it up!
West Berlin!



Credits
Writer(s): The Whitest Kids U' Know
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link