Degrees Songtext
von Kainalo

Good morning guys, it′s the morning bitches here
Uh, we're fucked man

Five degrees in my house
Antifreeze in my mouth
Twenty people in my town
Known dumbass, I′m a clown
Stop, drop and roll
Power outage, call control
My face is melting and my soul
Is burning like it's made of coal, blyat

Burning like it's made of coal, blyat
Burning like it′s made of coal, blyat


There′s no clarity in my sight
Is it day or is it night?
No way, I'm high as kite
Stay awake with all my might
Entry fee is fifty caps
Is it true that this shit slaps
Floor panels showing cracks
Kick it harder, don′t do taps

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wake up, bathing in sweat
Day starts, get out of bed
Eat shawarma, drink the vodka
Call up all the homies for the big event
Forty degrees but the party lit
We are never gonna call it quits
Mad neighbors, I'm a math major
Let me calculate how many fucks I give

Police here to see me, put me in a beep beep
Cop car plays these beats on repeat
Never let them even have a chance at the aux cord
We teach how to be a gopnik at oxford
Locked up ′cause they can tell that I'm crazy
Please tell me this cell′s got an AC
Dinner with the kommissar, ich spitte wie ne tommy gun
Und komm in deine city mit ner motherfuckin basey


Five degrees in my house
Antifreeze in my mouth
Burning like it's made of coal, blyat
Burning like it's made of coal, blyat

I did this of course for my fans
The star fans
Four rats in my name
Um, and I′m looking forward to facing
Whoever dares to challenge me in the finals
Turns out that′s how it is