Kollegah started rapping in 2004 under his first alias "T.o.n.i."
He released his first mixtape "Zuhältertape Vol. 1" (Zuhälter = german for "pimp") in 2004 for free over the internet which caused a rather great hype in the german underground rap scene. Kollegah fascinated the listeners with lightspeed double or even tripple time rap, incredibly funny and complex punchlines and ruthless drug dealer stories which had never been before in Germany.
He then would start rapping in the german "RBA" (Reimliga Battle Arena, an online platform for german Mcs to battle each other via mp3s) and caused a great hysteria aswell because alot of people could not believe that such a good and verbally gifted player would attend their small community.
In 2005 the "Selfmade Records" Label, home to Artists like Favorite or Shiml signed him and immediately re-released his Zuhältertape as an "X-mas edition" with 6 bonus tracks.
A year after, he released his highly anticipated follow-up mixtape called "Boss der Bosse" (german for boss of the bosses).
2007 finally marked the release of his first Album, "Alphagene" (german for alpha genes) which sold surprisingly well for a purely independently released album, peaking at #51 in the german album charts. The successor "Kollegah" in 2008 even topped this remarkable chart entry with a stunning #17 entry in it's first week.
Fahrkartenkontrolleur
Kollegah Lyrics
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Komm! Raus damit!
Schlagstock links, Knarre rechts, ein für Gewalt bekanntes Team
1000 Klimmzüge an der Haltstange, sieh'
Wir sind Bahnkontrolleure, stahlharte Männer
Knocken schwarzfahrende Penner
Mit dem Fahrkartenscanner
Weil ich euch sonst alle auf die Bahngleise schmeiß, kapiert?
Ihr sagt ich sei kleinkariert?
Sagt mir eure Namen, Schwarzfahrer Sonst sieht man sie bald auf Grabsteine eingraviert
Wie sie haben kein Cash, alte Frau? Männer, lyncht sie!
Und die Drecksschlampe baumelt in 'ner Festhalteschlaufe
Und was ist mit dir da, du armer Ghettopenner?
Keine Karte? Gib dein Handy, sonst ist Armageddon, Penner
Und zwar todsicher, Punkt
Ich seh paar heimlich zur Tür schleichende Koksticker-Jungs
Mit Migrationshintergrund
Ruf grinsend: "Wartet eben Kollegen!"
Und leg sie um mit dem zum Elektroschocker umfunktionierten Kartenlesegerät
Bssss, so Farid, das ist für dich und deine Schwarzfahrerbande, hahaha
The lyrics to Kollegäh's song Fahrkartenkontrolleur describe the violent and oppressive tactics used by train ticket inspectors to check for valid tickets. The song portrays the inspectors as a powerful and frightening force, armed with batons and guns, who take pleasure in punishing those who don't have the proper documentation. The lyrics depict the inspectors as a group of men who are tough and unrelenting, ready to use force and violence to maintain authority over the train passengers.
In the second stanza, the song describes the tactics used by the inspectors to catch black market riders. They use a scanner to check for valid tickets and threaten those who don't have them with bodily harm or death. The lyrics also suggest that the inspectors are discriminatory, targeting immigrants and drug users. The song implies that the inspectors are a corrupt and brutal force, using their power to intimidate and harm those they deem unworthy.
Overall, the lyrics to Fahrkartenkontrolleur are a commentary on the abusive power dynamics that exist within society. The song suggests that those in positions of authority often abuse their power, using it to harm and oppress those who are vulnerable or marginalized.
Line by Line Meaning
So Freunde, wo sind die Fahrkarten?
Where are your tickets, my friends?
Komm! Raus damit!
Come on, show them to me!
Schlagstock links, Knarre rechts, ein für Gewalt bekanntes Team
We carry batons and guns, and we are known for using violence
1000 Klimmzüge an der Haltstange, sieh'
We are strong and fit, able to do a thousand pull-ups on the subway poles
Wir sind Bahnkontrolleure, stahlharte Männer
We are subway inspectors, tough men
Knocken schwarzfahrende Penner
We beat up people who ride without a ticket
Mit dem Fahrkartenscanner
Using our ticket scanner
Aus, ich komm rein jetzt wird der Fahrschein gezeigt, kapiert?
Get ready to show your ticket, or else
Weil ich euch sonst alle auf die Bahngleise schmeiß, kapiert?
I'll throw you all on the tracks if you don't comply
Ihr sagt ich sei kleinkariert?
You think I'm being too strict?
Sagt mir eure Namen, Schwarzfahrer Sonst sieht man sie bald auf Grabsteine eingraviert
Tell me your names, or else your gravestones will have to do it for me
Wie sie haben kein Cash, alte Frau? Männer, lyncht sie!
You don't have any cash, old lady? Men, let's hang her!
Und die Drecksschlampe baumelt in 'ner Festhalteschlaufe
And the dirty slut is hanging by a strap
Und was ist mit dir da, du armer Ghettopenner?
And what about you, poor ghetto guy?
Keine Karte? Gib dein Handy, sonst ist Armageddon, Penner
No ticket? Give me your phone, or you'll face Armageddon, loser
Und zwar todsicher, Punkt
And I mean it, period
Ich seh paar heimlich zur Tür schleichende Koksticker-Jungs
I can see some coke dealers sneaking toward the door
Mit Migrationshintergrund
Who are immigrants
Ruf grinsend: 'Wartet eben Kollegen!'
I call out, smiling: 'Wait up, colleagues!'
Und leg sie um mit dem zum Elektroschocker umfunktionierten Kartenlesegerät
And I knock them out with the ticket scanner converted into an electric shocker
Bssss, so Farid, das ist für dich und deine Schwarzfahrerbande, hahaha
Bzzz, this one's for you, Farid, and your team of ticket jumpers, hahaha
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Jonathan Kiunke, Felix Antoine Blume
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@generalgrievous4593
Junge einfach richtig cool wie Farid sich freut
@senfgurke3650
100x gehört 😁
@andizz94
Das video ist eine legende 😂
@manfredthegreat
Sowas von 😂