[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]. Y'all know me, still the same OG. But I been low-key. Hated on by most these niggas. With no cheese, no deals and no G's.

See any angels in the city. Tell them muthafuckas I'm forever paid, California king. Wrestle gators in the Everglades, drive up out that muthafuckin swamp.

Como o rei Davi, quero Te louvar. Minha alma canta a Ti, Senhor, em adoração. Digno és de louvor, Majestade Santa.

Man don't live off of the hype huh. Real ting eh. Yeah. I pull up in Lexus' like it's '07. I just hit a lick. I got to hit a next one.

Can't stop, addicted to the shindig. Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big. Choose not a life of imitation. Distant cousin to the reservation.

Heaven sent you to me. I'm just hoping I don't repeat history. Boy, I'm tryna meet your mama on a Sunday. Then make a lotta love on a Monday (ah).

Justamente ahora irrumpes en mi vida. Con tu cuerpo exacto y ojos de asesina. Tarde como siempre nos llega la fortuna. Tú ibas con ella yo iba con él.

[Songtext zu „Ave Maria“]. [Intro: Chor]. Ave Maria, Ave Maria-ia-ia. [Part 1: Kollegah]. Ich bin in der Betonsiedlung Don Vito.

Irmão. Sonhamos, lutamos, queremos, conquistamos. Mas quando perdemos dizemos: Oh, Deus por que não olha pra mim? Às vezes queremos o que nem precisamos.

Woo, woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo, woo. Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof). Trap nigga with the chickens like Popeye's (Popeye's).

Aw yeah (it's like this, it's like this). It's Eminem, baby. Back up in that motherfuckin' ass ('til forever).

Aren't you something to admire, 'cause your shine is something like a mirror. And I can't help but notice, you reflect in this heart of mine.

Uh, camo shorts and Bubba Kush. Yeah, we can talk, she rather fuss. This and that, 'bout such and such, man. Damn, where is the fuckin' trust?

[Intro: Young Thug]. Metro Boomin want some more, nigga. [Pre-Chorus]. I've been running from my problems. I've been running from you.

Feeling like I'm breathing my last breath. Feeling like I'm walking my last steps. Look at all of these tears I've wept.

(Get up, get up, get up, get up). (Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up). Oh, baby now let's get down tonight (ba-ba-ba, bum).

Forgive me, Peter. My lost fearless leader. In closets like cedar. Preserved from when we were just kids. Is it something I did? The goddess of timing.

Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue. Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession. Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor.

Ooh, yeah. I did my time, and I want out. So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut. The soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Packaging subversion.

I wasn't there the moment. You first learned to breathe. But I'm on my way, on my way. I wasn't there the moment. You got off your knees.

(Bangladesh). Young Money. Ya dig? Yeah. Mack, I'm goin' in. A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire. Tougher than Nigerian hair.