Wir Werden Jetzt Stars (English) - Lyrics - K.i.z.

I don't want no more lyrics, just ***, ***, *** I want to sing flatly, but want applause like Chaka Khan I want twice as much money like everyone else, as a matter of principle I want to demonstrate against war just for promo purposes Today, I want to say "I quit" just to start tomorrow all over again I want to be blamed for kids running amok in schools I don't want no more rap, only tirades of hate I want to destroy hotels, I want to beat the paparazzi I want to undergo an operation at "The Swan" to get my balls square I present them at the ECHO on the red carpet I don't want my own label anymore, just signing people rapping like me Chaining naked women in hip-hop videos to the kitchen table Fur coats from endangered animals Fans operating their faces to look like mine I want five bad albums, jungle camp, career collapse Dishwasher, millionaire, drug victim, nursing case (chorus 2x) We're about to become stars, your careers are over That's it, you live from welfare, regulars on the charts *** *** after ***, MTV Cribs on Mars And bite with 25 the dust Bills are this man's best friend I give a *** about women without silicone I want coke for my nerves, Botox against wrinkles Want to show my son off out the window from the presidential suite Rapper first, then acting career, next governor I want to perform for the military in Afghanistan I want to go to the "Hip Hop Open", bandying with VIP rappers Human rights organizations threaten to sue my *** Three cents: my hourly wage, you need a lot of stamina Kids, rack yourselves for my fashion collection I want a harem filled with groupies in Prada and Gucci It tastes bad, but I want caviar and sushi I want my face sculptured in Mount Rushmore Want to bite bats' heads off on stage Want my life portrayed on MTV I'm old and affected by drugs, in my golden cage (chorus 2x) When I'm on top I just want to talk about my big career jump Write lyrics in just ten minutes, buy myself one in three I don't need no sidekick on stage, I've got an ego for two I want to fill the silly season gap, setting a forest alight Want no ice in my mouth, want a platinum nasal septum Instead of *** around getting executed on TV "If you *** with me, I claim you've got weapons of mass destruction" Just shooting the audience when there's no applause Just *** a child, everything you like I want from the ghetto to the tenth mansion with pool If you burn my album you get the death-chair Crying in front of the camera, a child dies of AIDS And on the next station I present "*** my Face" I want water cannons on stage in case people throwing fruits Going to the barricades, shouting: "Legalize coke!" (Chorus 2x)