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[Intro]
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)

[Verse 1: Swiss]
I scoop up the money
Pushing weapons to all the thugs in this world
Partying with bankers at Oktoberfest
A promise to the poor is a promise you don't keep
So save yourself
Whenever there's leftover food
I'd act up like a humanist
But I'd let you drown because I don't give a fuck about you
It's me above all, it's all just for me, so stay where you are
First I'd wreck your hood, then I'd send some doves of peace
An accident has left me blind in the right еye
Better don't trust my clеan slate
It's an illusion, just like gender equality

[Pre-Chorus: Swiss & Chris Harms]
Black
Old white men on the executive floor
Dead
All my gangster drive S-Class
Gold
Morale is just a matter of money in my world
Everything's fine as long as I get everything
Yeah
[Chorus: Chris Harms]
Black-Dead-Gold are my colors
They're leading the cold hands of power, oh oh
My tanks stop at nothing
My country only saves the rich
I'm having the last laugh
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold

[Verse 2: Swiss]
I buy your country, and the banks applaud me
My G's are the industry and car manufacturers
And that's exactly what I need because you know
One hand washes the other and both launder the money
Pokerface and taciturn, I protect my network like a keeper
I regulate the traffic, and bro right has a right of way
Don't try to be a do-gooder
I let immigrants work for a starvation wage
It's a family tradition, the others have no gift for anything
I wanna see the globe veiled in the colors of my gang
I'll put on my crown and get my share
So give me half of all the money you make
[Pre-Chorus: Swiss & Chris Harms]
Black
Old white men on the executive floor
Dead
All my gangster drive S-Class
Gold
Morale is just a matter of money in my world
Everything's fine as long as I get everything
Yeah

[Chorus: Chris Harms]
Black-Dead-Gold are my colors
I'm a king amongst crows, oh oh
Bread and circuses for the poor
I see you waving my flags
Don't mention it, you're welcome
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold

[Bridge: Chris Harms]
Black-Dead-Gold will be my colors
At some point on my grave
Your wounds, your scars
Your blood for black figures
And golden nails for my coffin
[Outro: Chris Harms]
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold
Black-Dead-Gold
(I don't give a fuck about your faults)
Black-Dead-Gold