Still King Lyrics (English Translation) – Kollegah

Read the full Still King (English Translation) lyrics by Kollegah along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kollegah’s music, you can also explore Magnum Opus and Sidequest, two other songs by Kollegah.

[Part 1]
Back in an authoritative pose, I come from above, worldly-wise
My identifying feature is a crown like the Presidential Roli
I wear a stately robe, all the gold on my head
I weigh in the range of tons like Oscar the Grouch
With historical aesthetics like Gothic Venice
Heroic in the scene like Napoleon in paintings
I remain chronically superior like the great Archimedes
Misanthropic, stoic, philosophical, Kollegah the Greatest
Until the very last heartbeat
My spirit floats around the earth’s orbit like a swarm of shooting stars
Until the end of the world, if I should die, then standing
And with imperial eggs like the works of Fabergé, yeah
Drive the car in the snow through withered almond avenues
Kolle the boss, familiar saying, Aston Martin emblem
Le Méridien, Séparée, say a toast once in a lifetime
Because what didn’t kill me made me richer
Survival of the richest, not in the Darwinian sense
I have the vision for the bigger picture like da Vinci
From the block into the camera flash, I’m a natural phenomenon
Like monsoon-like rain blowing over primeval forests
Tailored suit and vest, ice on the limited Chopard
Yo, the watches are completely gambled away like in a backyard poker game
Better bow your head, kiss the diamond ring
From every perspective King – mirror labyrinth

[Hook]
(Still King) On the golden throne
(Still King) Enemies wanted me dead
(Still King) I went to climb mountains
But I’ll always be who I am
(Still King) I make seven-figure deals
(Still King) Shining light like Lady Liberty
(Still King) Better respect than sympathy
Because I always stay who I am

[Part 2]

Dark windows, white gold chain, I’ll stay the boss
Yeah, rise to omnipotence like your spirit to God after drive-by shots from the back seat of a Maybach fund
Diamond skirts wiggle on the neck, the diamond-cut Cartier
They dance gently and stylishly like in the fourth act of Swan Lake
Let the money count, the Safescan is on heavy rotation
From “Just giving something away like Grammy trophies”
Between standing ovations, private dining in classy rooms
I give rappers pimp slaps as a sign of loyalty to the scene
Blows to the stomach, yo, I let them use nail scissors
Tend the lawn until it looks like the Garden of Eden (Ah)
They used to be stars in the game, today a blow hits the temple
When they say a f*king dying word like in Funeral speeches
Leading state affairs, blue haze floats out of the loft
Skyscrapers split the sky until rain drips out
You sit at your desk with your head bowed
When a stern lord of the castle looks like Harry Potter sidekicks
So much money in the safe, look, I’m piling up the money
I’ve got it in every color in the world like Faber-Castell
Hear what the street says, cash that I get wind of
Like the fan made of dollars in the midday sun
Old money, long before the crypto-taler madness
Mild nights in the hills and the crib total madness
An indomitable lion among all the snakes
B!tch, I’ll make it my royal coat of arms
[Hook]
(Still King) On the golden throne
(Still King) Enemies wanted my death
(Still King) I climbed mountains climb
But I’ll always be who I am
(Still King) I make seven-figure deals
(Still King) Shining light like Lady Liberty
(Still King) Better respect than sympathy
Because I’ll always be who I am, still King