Red nicht mit mir
Ich seh wie 2pac mit Elvis bei Luda im Zelt sitzt, doch Keule wer redet von Knochen, dass du Hund dich meldest? Und wer ist Wu-Tang der Spast? Jewlz rappt zu krass, darum schreib ich alle Texte aus seinem Schulheften ab und sag dann guck mal wie ich rapp und hör mal wie ich aussehe, werd meinem Körper verkaufen, wenn die Wörer mir mal ausgehen... Äh Jewlz, mir fällt nix mehr ein!
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Writer(s): Jonathan Kiunke, Daniel Schneider, Mike Rohleder, Kolja Scholz
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