Blackout English translation
von Chakuza & Bizzy Montana

[chakuza]
Look, you can keep on flowing and say yeah, chakuza wouldn't be much
But I'm so high up, see there are now UFOs in Berlin.
Boy you wanna beat me and rip me, come on then!
I'm so hard, I'll even fly over your ghetto in a balloon.
Really, this song is like your life, full of sorrow and heartache.
Dude, the bong is your life now and it's bubbling. and bubbles...
You're hood, but you can't see anything and you can't speak at all,
Braid a liana with the hair from your cock.
I can break your arms - boots - and the rib will crack.
Your reflection tells dad not to fuck goats.
Mama calls me, now the boy will get in trouble for a moment
'Cause I just rap about stalks and cucumbers like I'm a gardener
That's first boy, boy! Look, that's my hood.
I'm so cool, I'll make your wife look McGyver too.
Your dream almost borders on jealousy, because I'm back like black plague.
Your rap ain't nothing to me, like a chick who lets you drive
[Hook | Chakuza / Bizzy Montana]
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!


You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!
You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!
[Bizzy Montana]
First good boy Blackout, Bizzy knows the game.
I do the 06.10. for Independence Day!
You are in the minority simply because you are like children.
You like beginner lines and think Patrick Lindner is awesome.
Sorry, I'm a fighter jet in the air
And you sacrifice your cash now as a tranny in a whorehouse.
You think you're something very special: a rapper's dream
But you lose more and more money like a tree its leaves.
And you're right: I'm arrogant and conceited.
If I want, I can kill you punks with one syllable.
I'm not interested in German rap, just trained kids.
Yes, I don't give a shit about interviews, even if you're more popular then.
It's Blackout, Bizzy 79!
Chakuza and I, red carpet, white flash.
Shit, I have everything. Great, you have a clothes sponsor.
I was the boy who counters rhyming monsters with rocks.
[Hook | Chakuza / Bizzy Montana]
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!
You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!
You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!
[Bizzy Montana]
Put your laptop aside, you write a text full of shit.
I'll switch you off, like my studio, with a power strip.
This is the day of retribution, I make money with it and
You get the tape by ordering it online.
Fuck your double rhymes, none of your bars fit, me
I have the feeling that you have excessive speech spasms.
This is your end, fuck what your camp says
Partner, you recognize me, black eyes, brown, stubble.
[chakuza]
Unfortunately it's going to be cold for you now, man, hot days are a thing of the past.
And her nutcase trembles like polar bears after twenty years of hunting.
I can just hit you, one punch - bang and away!
'Cause talking to you monkeys is like counting prickles with Cactus Jack.
You're disappointed boy the truth hurts so much
And look for new friends now with an ad in the Coupé.
You act cool and tough, but when you're alone, it's usually different.
And now you see your gay father live in "Zwei bei Kallwass".
[Hook | Chakuza / Bizzy Montana]
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!
You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!
You want to front us? Well then do it, but blackout!
Look, we drop bombs and it cracks, boy, blackout!
You want to battle us? Come on then, but blackout!
It's like fighting without a gong, but blackout!