The Whitest Kids U'Know - Triumph of the 3rd lyrics

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H-I-T-LER

Driving down the streets in a fancy car

Say H-I-T-LER

Thought we never make it but here we are

The name is A and I'm back in command

cause I'm the illest fuehrer representing Deutschland.

reich 1, reich 2, reich 3 that's me

The mastermind behind World War 3

No 2 my bad oh well start it over

Been gone for so long but now I'm back and I'm a show ya

Everybody Hitler hating when they speak my name

But it's a new millennium and the fuehrer's changed

And what I bet y'all didn't know is now I'm down with the jews

the gypsies, homosexuals and retards too

because I stopped burning people started burning cds

stopped battling in the world started battling mcs

just started bustin rhymes finally found my groove

now the ss on my jacket stands for super smooth

H-I-T-LER driving down the streets in my fancy car

said H-I-T-LER thought we never make but here we are

to all the Aryans in the area that are carrying rhymes

and neonazis better watch me catch on up with the times

when other rappers see me comin yo they run and they hide

I grab the mic and commit lyrical genocide

cause when it comes to droppin hooks there is none greater

throw a finger to my public and I grab my dictator

cause I’m flexing my might and I'm showing my strength

and get your lady oh and get her moaning 'mein kempf'

cause I’m no longer nazi but I still like to party

and there's plenty women up in here with master-racy bodies

blonde hair, blue eyes you know I like them that way

yo Goering, you got something to say?

creep with me as I roll through the rhyme

out getting yours while I'm out getting mine

got a skull on my jacket, pimpin' it pays

got hoes humpin' in my bunker and they stayed up for days

got a shorty waiting for me every point in the land (fo sho')

got myself an in, Adolf's right hand man

I'm the chairman of the counsel of defense of the Reich

and if you come back to my castle babe we'll stay up all night

Driving down the street in my Panzer tank

sittin drinking Cris with my bitch Anne Frank

and when I step into the clubs you know I’m stepping with style

I raise my left hand party people say 'heil!'

There's a patron Eva Braun that I say that I miss

there’s a party up at Schindler’s and I’m on his A list

cause I put my past behind y'all can think what ya will

but no more propaganda it’s triumph of the ill

H-I-T-LER driving down the streets in a fancy car

Say H-I-T-LER thought we never make it but here we are

Said H-I

Yo that’s it

that’s my rhyme

we out of here

give it up, give it up

West Berlin

Thanks to audreyttdp charter

Thanks to Ethan Lee for these lyrics