European Gangsta Kollegah

[Chorus]
Dark nights on cocaine
To high up in the game
The rise and fall and rise again
Life in times of a European gangster

[Verse 1]
Leanin' on my porch in my white tennis shoes
Sudden police raid, I smile, play it cool
Ten grand set 'em in a nice, happy mood
Ice-breakin' moves like a Titanic cruise
Mafia, razzia, detectives are nervous
That's not matchin' the purpose, you're just scratchin' the surface
Like me when I'm scrapin' off a gun serial number
Right beforе I put you in a long-period slumber
Thriller on thе news 'cause I sent killers on the roof
State attorney threatens me with big amounts of proof
Steady beatin' 'round the bush like Guerrilla combat troops
Shut the fuck up, got you covered, vielen Dank, ist gut
Now better let it go, that shit never happened, bro
I read 'em like a novel of Sir Edgar Allan Poe
I got that Makaveli flow, a veteran from way before
When there were real men and not products of some rapper talent show
I make a lotta money, European money
Easy money, hoes sayin', "You are peein' money"
Ridin' Porsches, lookin' like flying saucers
Shinin' through the night, all my diamonds flawless
And I went from