100 Bars Lyrics in English by Farid Bang

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Juh-Dee! I want blood!

For me, dissent is a wealth strategy

The supreme discipline for the stupid MCs

Sons of bitches want beef, that's why they bully beats

With the IQ of someone from the kebab industry

Olli Marquart wants to say something against my albums

Arguments are missing, hence reviews with the wrong name

In the interview at Bushido he sucks dick

But sitting next to me, he is a critical journalist

I'm an image rapper, wannabe 50 Cent

I have to listen to this from a fat guy who calls himself Skinny

You know a lot of rappers are homeless because of me

You will be the first person that doctors force to use the boss transformer

I'm not surprised by your weight

I'm more surprised that your hand can fit in a bag of chips

I fuck Kitzbühler Sluts, make hits overnight

And started rapping because I was tired of wanking cloths at the time

Banger music we made something of our chance

Not the Klitschkos, but they are hated for their success

And even if everyone in the scene had it

The Rebell Lounge makes more sales than any label

Fuck the hype, the scene can't get me down anymore

If you hate someone because of their success, then it is envy

Remember, I'd rather just have children than fans

As people who spend all day in front of the internet

Give a fuck, little tip to every Habibi

Every part against me is like a farewell letter

Diss me and people will read your epitaph

"That's what happens when you diss Farid."

Lucifer wants me and the scene wants my head

You can say whatever you want, but my soul belongs to God

And when rappers say they can fuck my hype

Then it's not a diss, but more science fiction

According to the picture, I'm now clapping fans in shisha bars

But it was never said that the son of a bitch attacked me

Seven mille for punching a cock

But what's seven when my necklace costs twenty?

Most rappers are just Gee on record length

First comes “Blood” and then I make waves with Kollegah

Because of me, many are ex-masculine

Plus because of me there is no cult music

Here comes the Berber-speaking, knife-throwing foreigner

Your sister's piercing, better rapping connoisseur of women

The simply rapper begging, tearing away daredevil

The pugilist who used to die in the dirt and arouse fears

Dagi Bee in the video, that shit isn't okay for you

Don't hate KC, hate me because it was my idea

You dick want profit

But German rap is like the Sphinx - you can't pull yourself up by the nose

The real O-Gee, they want to get my hype

They want to shoot me, but they're iron deficient

Cops identify me by the Kenzo sneaker

The evidence is overwhelming like Nintendo players

Majoe doesn't rap in time, he doesn't have his own style

If he raps a line like me, they say he's a copy

But half of the FFM sounds the same, everyone asks for hafti

Same rhyme, same style and same beats

And what are you doing? You still give these weirdos props

I kill the cops, motherfucker, I'm behind the Glock

Surround the MOK under the bridge in winter when it's frosty

And his cause of death becomes an internet blog

B-B banger music, always following the hype

More than half of our albums went to number one

Most rappers are just chicken breasts with a flow

I wanted to be a gangster because then the overtime would be worth it

A lot of time has passed since my last release

It's Ferris MC's fault that I don't play festivals'

By God, I shook his hand, said, 'Enjoy your show!'

Two days later an email said I threatened him

You crossdresser, cocklicker, playboy, bitch

But you have relationships with men

How gay you are cannot be expressed in words

The Benz Mansory, it's from petty cash

Like change from the Portuguese city

And while I'm shooting at cops from the Porsche

My dick is being sucked by a porn chick

Because my fighting style is a mix of Wolverine and Ong Bak

Today I'm walking through Miami with a fresh shirt

And more cuts on his arms than a Casper fan

You're right, I've only been selling CDs well for two years

But last year alone, more than you did in ten

And they ask me 'How do your lyrics fit in with Islam?'

But no one asks themselves why people are allowed to vote for the right?

You're not straight, cunt, like my nose bone

Because the result is fifteen years of street boxing

In this shitty system everyone goes their own way

On the battlefield you have to walk over corpses

Shoot each other when the beat stops playing

Am I still the same, time for real talk, my friend!

Greetings also to Bass Sultan Hengzt

A cool guy, even if it means “You missed your hype!”

Admit my mistakes, neither of us were without mistakes

And if we never see each other again, all the best for eternity!

Because many people around us say a lot of nonsense

Brothers become enemies, Farid Bang and arrest warrant

Believe me, I wish you gold, success and millions

I'll never forget your line on the song with Sido

To my enemies inşallah I will never be like you

Because to achieve a lot, you have to risk a lot

And if it has to happen again, I'll go back and count packets

All I need is a gun and a prayer mat

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Königsdisziplin — King's discipline / supreme discipline

Königsdisziplin literally translates to "king's discipline" or "supreme discipline." It refers to a field or activity where one excels above all others, demonstrating mastery and unparalleled skill.

In the context of Farid Bang's song, he uses this word to assert his dominance in the rap scene, claiming that dissing (a common practice in hip-hop where artists insult each other) is his "Königsdisziplin." This implies he is the best at it, making it an engaging and memorable word that highlights his confidence and lyrical prowess.

Farid Bang's "100 Bars" is a no-holds-barred diss track, a masterclass in lyrical combat where he takes aim at a long list of perceived rivals and critics. He kicks things off by declaring that dissing is his "Vermögensstrategie" [wealth strategy], a way to make money, and the "Königsdisziplin für die blöderen MCs" [royal discipline for the dumber MCs]. He doesn't hold back, calling out people with the "IQ eines Menschen aus der Dönerindustrie" [IQ of a person from the kebab industry].

He goes after specific targets, like Olli Marquart, accusing him of giving negative reviews under false names and being a hypocrite. Farid also addresses being called an "Imagerapper, Möchtegern-50 Cent" [image rapper, wannabe 50 Cent] by someone he calls a "Fettsack, der sich Skinny nennt" [fatso who calls himself Skinny]. He even jokes about his opponent's weight, saying he's more surprised that their "Hand in eine Chipstüte passt" [hand fits in a chip bag]. Farid Bang is all about asserting his dominance, reminding everyone that many rappers are "obdachlos sind" [homeless] because of him, and that he's been making hits overnight. He's proud of Banger Musik's success and dismisses the haters, stating that if you hate someone for their success, "dann ist es Neid" [then it's envy]. He even throws in some wild imagery, like being the "Messer werfende Ausländer" [knife-throwing foreigner] and the "Schwester stechende, besser rappende Frauenkenner" [sister-stabbing, better-rapping womanizer]. It's a relentless barrage of insults and boasts, all delivered with Farid Bang's signature aggressive style.

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