Nachtleben English translation
von Bizzy Montana

Son Saifa:

Bizzy sets the beat
Son Saifa:

Bizzy sets the beat
Crises shoot through my head
That's why I shit on a job and
Hang out here on the block

The hope
I'll never give her up
And nobody can take my dream homes away from me
I want to get out

The sound for the brothers
Just for our boys
I wish Mustafa and Samir
Were still with us today

And I wish on my enemies
I wish you success
Make a ChaboNation record
After that I go gold


Off the block to the villa
King Saifa Storm
i am killer
Destroy my opponents as always

And dream of another world
In which not everyone stabs everyone in the back
But they help each other

One thing you must never forget
We're all human
Black or white, rich or poor
We are free

And you can decide for yourself
what we think
The reason the lines never end, end

Nightlife boy when the shutters are down
Boy you gotta watch out when the boys are down

Nightlife, the cops are out and they're looking for you
Fuck it brother because life is a whore

Bizzy Montana:

I'm sitting by the window
It's raining outside
The weather is like the mirror
Broken building blocks of my soul, TetrisRap


The daily misery
The headache won't go away
I'm stuck here on a hook that won't let me go

But I can handle it
The sun also shines at midnight
White bombs make people laugh, I took part

Laughed along, the world shattered into a thousand small fragments
That's what I see every day
But I give fuck
Please what

The glass of gin gives no color to the block
It's bad we are
snotty noses
Rock 'n' roll party

The clouds hang low
Like BMW 3 Series
I always wanted big money
Unfortunately I never saw it

But fuck it
I go out and see what the day brings
Crises here, crises there blue light madness

No prospect of anything fun
Man what the heck, I'm on it
I, no he

Nightlife boy when the shutters are down
Boy you gotta watch out when the boys are down

Nightlife, the cops are out and they're looking for you
Fuck it brother because life is a whore

Midy Kosov:

Explosive like a Molotov
Uci King war refugee
From Kosovo

Greetings to the brothers who have their place
Good luck and peace to those who didn't make it

heads up
This is how life takes its course
I am free
But don't pretend I'm living my dream

Swallow the frustration down with a glass of vodka
Nightlife brother every day is a dark, dark

My needs are not self-financing
So I tick bit of stuff
Sometimes there is good money
Sometimes there is a bit of trouble

But with a bit of fabric
Then everything will be fine again
Freed from the stress

boy i'm a criminal
With own law
Illegal business for my own cash

For a house a gold chain
And under the ass a correct one
corvette

Nightlife boy when the shutters are down
Boy you gotta watch out when the boys are down

Nightlife, the cops are out and they're looking for you
Fuck it brother because life is a whore