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gernot hartig & ma₹ci - alone lyrics
[verse 1, hartig]
i feel possessed since you left me alone
where should i go? i’m far away from home
i am alone with no one by my side
but i get up and take my stand to fight
you really thought, you’d get away with this
but you don’t f_cking care ’cause ignorance is bliss
you think you’re more the victim but i see through your lies
a shadow of yourself, a devilish disguise
[hook, hartig & gebauer]
let the haters talk
i’m sitting in new york
sipping on my wine
and writing down this line
god won’t let me die
b_tches, they only pry
racks down on the floor
and i’m only making more
[verse 2, gebauer]
you record at abbey roads while i rap in my bas_m_nt
you mix and master but my sh_t’s still better entertainment
homie, she won’t mess my loot up eventhough she’s hot
i really thought i needed her but now i am a god
you hide at night but night won’t last forever
the dawn came when we were no longer together
sitting in my jet i’m sipping on champaign
well this is my life now i guess i can’t complain
[hook, hartig & gebauer]
let the haters talk
i’m sitting in new york
sipping on my wine
and writing down this line
god won’t let me die
b_tches, they only pry
racks down on the floor
and i’m only making more
[verse 3, hartig]
who the f_ck are you to talk sh_t about me
karma will arrive, consequences you must see
all your lies come down in a massive pool of blood
you ego’s about to fall in a giant flood
now i’m making bank like you’ve never seen before
plebs stand in a line, want to storm my entrence door
to everyone who doubted me, who wanted me to fall
guess it didn’t work out after all
[hook, hartig & gebauer]
let the haters talk
i’m sitting in new york
sipping on my wine
and writing down this line
god won’t let me die
b_tches, they only pry
racks down on the floor
and i’m only making more
[verse 4, gebauer]
the demons are locked in my brain
they eat away all the pain
recording in the studio
i’m trying to get over you
eating in high_end restaurants
i started to beat the game
dining the ogs croissants
man i just love being fame
[hook, hartig & gebauer]
let the haters talk
i’m sitting in new york
sipping on my wine
and writing down this line
god won’t let me die
b_tches, they only pry
racks down on the floor
and i’m only making more
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