MEDIEVAL
Yeah, grab the GLOCK, put the clip in
You goin' against me was a fucked-up decision (fucked up)
Got you drugged like a doctor's prescriptions (yeah)
Then catch you up with utmost precision
Til your blood flow is missin' (yeah, yeah)
Your shady ways were tellin' me somethin' (uh)
I cut holes in your head, you a Halloween pumpkin (hehe)
Next time talkin' money bring some relevant somethin' (yeah, bring it)
Or bring your mom so I can shove my elephant trunk in (yeah, bring it)
Investin' in my Rolls-Royce collection (yeah)
Garage full of Ghosts and Phantoms, it's a haunted mansion (woo)
I'm back in this bitch (back)
If one of these bastard rappers
Wanna mess with me, an army should be backin' this bitch
Pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
Expect no mercy, rra-rra-rra on them snitches
We goin' medieval (medieval)
Pull the, pull the, pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
I roll with dragon slayers (was?)
Who enter the dragon's lairs (was?)
And pierce a sword through the dragon's layers (yeah, yeah)
Crackin' skulls like chicken eggs (hah)
How you gonna run from me with chicken legs? (How?)
Met your mother in the toilet of a Walmart store (yeah)
In a nutshell, I got brain, walnut core (nut)
She horny, givin' head like a ragin' bull
I'm paid in full, why are you softer than a baby skull? (why?)
Doin' candle-light dates on Valentine's day (tz-yeah)
You's a borderline victim like the Palestine state
Don't tell me you ain't crack-abusin' (uh)
Look how the pupils have grown in size, class reunion (oh)
Emaciated, too broke for a dinner
Time to go cold turkey, Anatolian winter (go)
Kollegah on a throne like a king (king)
See that white boy drippin' (drippin'), snowman in spring (spring)
Only tellin' true shit (true shit)
Knock most of your teeth out
And you can use a broomstick as a toothpick
Pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
Expect no mercy, rra-rra-rra on them snitches
We goin' medieval (medieval)
Pull the, pull the, pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
I roll with dragon slayers (was?)
Who enter the dragon's lairs (was?)
And pierce a sword through the dragon's layers
You goin' against me was a fucked-up decision (fucked up)
Got you drugged like a doctor's prescriptions (yeah)
Then catch you up with utmost precision
Til your blood flow is missin' (yeah, yeah)
Your shady ways were tellin' me somethin' (uh)
I cut holes in your head, you a Halloween pumpkin (hehe)
Next time talkin' money bring some relevant somethin' (yeah, bring it)
Or bring your mom so I can shove my elephant trunk in (yeah, bring it)
Investin' in my Rolls-Royce collection (yeah)
Garage full of Ghosts and Phantoms, it's a haunted mansion (woo)
I'm back in this bitch (back)
If one of these bastard rappers
Wanna mess with me, an army should be backin' this bitch
Pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
Expect no mercy, rra-rra-rra on them snitches
We goin' medieval (medieval)
Pull the, pull the, pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
I roll with dragon slayers (was?)
Who enter the dragon's lairs (was?)
And pierce a sword through the dragon's layers (yeah, yeah)
Crackin' skulls like chicken eggs (hah)
How you gonna run from me with chicken legs? (How?)
Met your mother in the toilet of a Walmart store (yeah)
In a nutshell, I got brain, walnut core (nut)
She horny, givin' head like a ragin' bull
I'm paid in full, why are you softer than a baby skull? (why?)
Doin' candle-light dates on Valentine's day (tz-yeah)
You's a borderline victim like the Palestine state
Don't tell me you ain't crack-abusin' (uh)
Look how the pupils have grown in size, class reunion (oh)
Emaciated, too broke for a dinner
Time to go cold turkey, Anatolian winter (go)
Kollegah on a throne like a king (king)
See that white boy drippin' (drippin'), snowman in spring (spring)
Only tellin' true shit (true shit)
Knock most of your teeth out
And you can use a broomstick as a toothpick
Pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
Expect no mercy, rra-rra-rra on them snitches
We goin' medieval (medieval)
Pull the, pull the, pull the chopper out, hit the switches
We goin' medieval on them bitches
I roll with dragon slayers (was?)
Who enter the dragon's lairs (was?)
And pierce a sword through the dragon's layers
Credits
Writer(s): Johannes Loeffler, Felix Blume, Jonathan Kiunke, Stefano Macagnino
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