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.
Indianer
Kollegah Lyrics
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Giftpfeile im Köcher aus lederner Büffelhaut
Sie haben den Bogen überspannt, jetzt wird der Bogen gespannt
Bleichgesichter, feige Wichser kommt und holt euch mein Land
Ich reit der Staubwolke entgegen
Am Horizont die Kavallerie - Zeit 'paar Cowboys umzulegen
Und ich reite in die Menge, zerfleische die Menge
Mit der Machete, spring vom Mustang, zieh ne Schneise in die Menge
Das wird euer Grab werden, Jungs
Habt ihr echt gedacht ihr kriegt uns mit 'paar Glasperlen rum?
Heb beide Arme gen Himmel und beschwör Naturgewalten
Urgewalten - Blitze, die die Köpfe dieser Burschen spalten
Bleikugeln von rechts
Ich weiche aus, Zeitlupeneffekt
Der General liegt nach nem Pfeil blutend im Dreck
Und der Alte weiß er stirbt
Ich werf volles Rohr mein Tomahawk
Mit Gewalt in seine Stirn
Und es spaltet sein Gehirn
Brech sein Genick mit mei'm Baumwollschuh
Stech 2 Finger in sein Herz, dann wird die Kriegsbemalung aufgefrischt, Bitch, mit Cowboyblut
Ich exe die Whiskeyflasche und schrei in die Menge:
"Wer von euch fickt mit Häuptling 'Zerfetzende Grizzleytatze'?"
The song "Indianer" by Kollegäh is a powerful and provocative song that tells the story of a Native American warrior fighting against white invaders who are trying to claim his land. The song speaks of the physical strength and mental toughness of the Native American people, as they resist the onslaught of the white man's military might. The lyrics are filled with metaphorical references to indigenous weaponry, such as the bow and arrow, and the tomahawk, which the Native American protagonist wields with deadly accuracy against his opponents.
The song also makes a powerful statement against the historical injustice committed against the Native American people, as the lyrics speak of the treachery and duplicity of the white man, who offered the Native Americans "glasperlen" (glass beads) in exchange for their land. The song paints a powerful picture of the grim reality of war, and the lengths to which people will go in order to defend their homes and families.
Overall, the song "Indianer" is a powerful and emotionally charged piece of music that speaks to the enduring strength and resilience of the Native American people, as well as their steadfast resistance against the oppression and exploitation of the white man.
Line by Line Meaning
Muskulöser Body, federgeschmücktes Haupt
A strong and powerful body with feather decorations on the head
Giftpfeile im Köcher aus lederner Büffelhaut
Poison arrows in a quiver made of leather from a buffalo
Sie haben den Bogen überspannt, jetzt wird der Bogen gespannt
The limits have been pushed, it's time to fight back
Bleichgesichter, feige Wichser kommt und holt euch mein Land
Cowards with pale faces are coming to take our land
Ich reit der Staubwolke entgegen
I ride towards the dust cloud
Am Horizont die Kavallerie - Zeit 'paar Cowboys umzulegen
The cavalry is on the horizon, time to take down some cowboys
Und ich reite in die Menge, zerfleische die Menge
I ride into the crowd, tearing them apart
Mit der Machete, spring vom Mustang, zieh ne Schneise in die Menge
Using a machete, I jump off my mustang, creating a path through the crowd
Steh im Kreis in der Menge
Standing in the middle of the crowd
Das wird euer Grab werden, Jungs
This will be your grave, boys
Habt ihr echt gedacht ihr kriegt uns mit 'paar Glasperlen rum?
Did you really think you could buy us off with some glass beads?
Heb beide Arme gen Himmel und beschwör Naturgewalten
Raising both arms to the sky, summoning the forces of nature
Urgewalten - Blitze, die die Köpfe dieser Burschen spalten
Unleashing the fury of nature - lightning splitting the heads of these men
Bleikugeln von rechts
Lead bullets coming from the right
Ich weiche aus, Zeitlupeneffekt
Dodging in slow motion
Der General liegt nach nem Pfeil blutend im Dreck
The general lies bleeding on the ground after being hit by an arrow
Und der Alte weiß er stirbt
The old man knows he is dying
Ich werf volles Rohr mein Tomahawk
Throwing my tomahawk with full force
Mit Gewalt in seine Stirn
Driving it into his forehead with force
Und es spaltet sein Gehirn
Splitting his brain open
Brech sein Genick mit mei'm Baumwollschuh
Breaking his neck with my canvas shoe
Stech 2 Finger in sein Herz, dann wird die Kriegsbemalung aufgefrischt, Bitch, mit Cowboyblut
Sticking two fingers into his heart, refreshing the war paint with cowboy blood, bitch
Ich exe die Whiskeyflasche und schrei in die Menge:
I chug the whiskey bottle and scream into the crowd:
"Wer von euch fickt mit Häuptling 'Zerfetzende Grizzleytatze'?"
"Which one of you wants to fuck with Chief 'Ripping Grizzly Claw'?"
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Kai Engelmann, Felix Antoine Blume, Phillip Herwig
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
eli freis
das ist nicht mehr Bosshaft sondern Kinghaft!!!!! ;)
Maurice Mueller
+eli freis Bosshaft klingt aber bosshafter :)
GCE Green Circle Entertainment
Der beste Lyrik Lounge Track !!!
Umut Kaya
Haha geil alter du hast es drauf ;)
Michael Corleone
Übertrieben geil :D nimm das ma vernünftig auf
Avmi Pri
Baumwollschuh... So geil :D
Brain Hatz
geil <3
Vlad Ciziy
Bosshaft !
T b
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Mr_Happyball93
Wo ist der komplette track?