With one leg in my palace, with the other leg in my closet What has the world made of me? I walk out of the house, back into the night, with one foot in the white designer But with the other leg in the closet, and my heart only breaks when my child laughs at me So I stay awake, because everyone is awake, the Malcolm Rolfe cow is hidden in the apartment But the AMG Night Package loses power, because it was made bulletproof Why do they want to test me? Because I don't feed their eyes with senseless flexing *** on backs or connection, God made me only for this action None of the last knights, they save values that still appreciate them Even the best stars give the worst the best places Because the last one kneels, the weakest leaves only small remains But in the end the bullet of the weakest breaks, the strongest bites With one eye, no crying and no laughing, but both are always awake What have you done to me? With one leg in my palace, with the other leg in my closet What has the world made of me? What has the world made of us? Dear God, tell me what, tell me please You see away with every mistake I make, have a little patience It's not my fault, go out of the light, into the shadow, only back because I have to I was too small, only eleven, father was already in the grave Mother cried for nights, because there was nothing to eat for us My life was too hard, only legal money From the beginning *** up on the street, because of poverty And you ask yourself why children go hunting at night Was also a little boy when his joggers were painted What is my identity? Fast money, crime on the street Thick patches in the pockets, is that what counts? Mother cries, too many tears, because she does not understand us How could her sons go this way? Because ok But do not lose your hope, if she often lies, God takes care Happabar means the two Allah, if she does not die With one leg in my palace, with the other leg in my prison What has the world made of me? What has the world made of us? Dear God, tell me what, tell me please You see away with every mistake I make, have a little patience It's not my fault, go out of the light, into the shadows, only back, because I have to I learned, you never learn, my friend, but what I know, I do not know The street, but life, shapes a man from a small child Some go through hardship, others for a long time, in survival It's called fighting, and the first blow wins most Fast cold is nice, but it's twice as fast as it comes And the envy of others makes you only one drop, a bad job I have learned, words are cheap, unfortunately for many, also for nothing And too much paranoia makes an unstable head I have learned, in the good times, no one cares But it's hardly all ***, talk more space, not again with God That after 0 o'clock, only the devil dances, makes good people into zombies I have learned, that skiing and fighting are a very bad joke With one leg in my palace, with the other leg in my jail What did the world make of me? What did the world make of us, dear God, tell me what, tell me please You are gone with every mistake I make Have a little patience, it's not my fault, go out of the light, into the shadows, only back Only back, because I have to