H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are

The name is A!
And I'm back [bad word] Cause I'm the illest Fuhrer
Representin' Deutschland
Reich 1, Reich 2, Reich 3
That's me
The mastermind behind World War Three
No Two, 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 hatin' when they speak my name
But it's a new millennium
and The Fuhrer's changed
And what I bet ya'll didn't know is now I'm down with the Jews
The Gypsies, Homouals and Retards too
Because I stopped burnin' people, started burnin' CDs
Stopped battlin' the world 
Started battlin' MCs
Just started bustin' rhymes finally found my groove
And now the SS on my jacket stands for Super Smooth

H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are

To all the Aryans in the area that are carryin' rhymes 
And Neo [bad word] better watch me catch up on with the times
When other rappers see [bad word] 
Yo, [bad word] and they hide
I grab the mic [bad word] lyrical genocide
Cause when [bad word] to droppin' hooks there is none greater
Throw a finger to my public
Then I grab my [bad word] tator
Cause I'm flexin' my might and I'm showin' my strength
I'll get you lady Oh-in', get her moanin' 'Mein Kampf'
No longer [bad word] but I still like to party
And there plenty women up in here
With master racy bodies
Blonde hair, blue eyes
You know I like 'em that way
Yo, Goering, you got somethin' to say?

(Creep with me as I roll through the Rhine
Out gettin' yours while I'm out gettin' mine
Got a skull on my jacket, Pimp it, it pays
Got hoes hunkered in my bunker and they stay there for days
Got a shorty waitin' for me at every point in the land 
And [bad word] with being Adolph s right hand man
I'm the Chairman of the Council of Defense of the Reich
And it [bad word] back to my castle babe we'll stay up all night)

Drivin' down the street in my panzer tank
Sittin' drinkin' Cris with my [bad word] Anne Frank (Hey!)
And when I step into the clubs you know I'm steppin' with style
I raise my left hand, party people say "Hail!"
Just got a page from Eva Braun that I'll say that I missed
There's a party up at Schindler's and I'm on his A-List
Cause I put my past behind, ya'll can think what you will 
But no more propaganda it's Triumph of the Ill

H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Drivin' down the streets in the fancy car
I said H-I-T-L-E-R
Thought we never make it but here we are
I said H-I..

Yo, that's it, that's my rhyme 
We outta here
Give it up, Give it up
West Berlin