Back in the Bizz

Yeah, we are back in the bizz

And it goes like this

Come on, motherfucker

Put your hands in the air

We don't give a fuck

We are the German nightmare

We are back in the bizz

The scene is under attack

Rims are spinning fast

Of the deep, black cadillac

Kings of the underground

Back on the hunting ground

Stick your hands up

Pay the bill, hail the crown

When the score has to settle

Push the pedal to the metal

Backyard fights

In front of headlight dazzles

We sound like a gun

It goes boom, boom, pow

Let us share the black credit card

And pump up the sound

We're everything that you wanted

Pushed it back where it started

What we made will last forever

(Forever)

We're back from the ashes

Turn hate into passion

What we made will last forever

We are back in the bizz

And it goes like this

Come on, motherfucker

Put your hands in the air

We don't give a fuck

We are the German nightmare

The E-C is back

We put some meth on the track

Spitting rhymes like a shotgun

Dead on target

Still the coolest motherfuckers

Of the 'hood

Blowing up your speakers

Everytime our bass drops

Two thousand ten

Sippin bombay with a straw

Come into your club

Pay the bill with a chainsaw

We sound like a gun

It goes boom, boom, pow

Let us share the black credit card

And pump up the sound

We're everything that you wanted

Pushed it back where it started

What we made will last forever

(Forever)

We're back from the ashes

Turn hate into passion

What we made will last forever

Yeah

I'll tell you

Once and forever

We are back in the bizz

And it goes like this

Come on, motherfucker

Put your hands in the air

We don't give a fuck

We are the German nightmare

We're everything that you wanted

Pushed it back where it started

What we made will last forever

(Forever)

We're back from the ashes

Turn hate into passion

What we made will last forever