Gebet English translation
von Samra

Sharp AK in the trunk
Boards' 300 km/h, electric shocker sound (muah)
Zero-Zero brown, like mocha foam
Tilidin and Shem until dawn (wuah)

Pack it up, this money, and fast
Five-star hotel with a Luger under its fur
Room number 111, tilting rod is ordered
I'm a criminal and if I have to, I'll fuck the world

You can do whatever you want, your girlfriend sends me snaps
Dump the whiskey - I don't care if it's expensive - on Ex
Baller' bullets from the Q7 (rrah) on the Lieutenant
Shoes New Balance, Kafa Gin and Juice Lemon

Robbery mask, you're fucked by looking in my eyeball
I'm going out because I need Patte
No issue, Nike wearer, Ot pack fits
Then bring the fabric at night to Potsdamer Platz (Bra)


Hangover, White Pack, knows coca
When I pull up in my coat like Big Daddy Kane
Do you understand? It's cloud rap when I snap off the plane
And you take a puff like I did from the cigarette

Send a prayer to heaven
To the ones we miss so much (miss so much)
My head hurts, you can't see me at night
I'm losing my conscience (my conscience)
'A sharp doesn't cost anything, no matter who you are
Small bore under the pillow (under the pillow)
Gray clouds are gathering, it's getting stormy and loud
But only God can judge us (only God can judge us)

Asi, Asi in the Paris Jogger, Mbappé, Kylian (Mbappé)
I sell a few kilos, not milligrams
Always on the wrong track
Gang, extended family clan, pay the rent with Shem-Shem

Andale, Andale
Meet the lawyer at seven thirty in the local café
Case of money, Santa Fe
Mafia, betting shop, MCM fanny packs
Raid, tek-tek, quickly hidden, breathe a sigh of relief


Roli shines, trophies, shoot 11 gauge
Fuck the legal system, rrah, like the Cali cartel
No time to party, look, I'll fight 'til I die (Habibi)
C.R.E.A.M., Para, Cash rules everything around me

Girls fuck catwalk
But I can't find peace when my brother lives behind a meter-thick fence (no)
Let's go, freshly styled, sweatpants, full beard
Pay with the Gold Card, Samra Travolta

As long as my house doesn't shine in marble and gold
Bullets will continue to come out of the Colt in the direction of the bank (rrah)
Give me Saruch, shoot whiskey shots
I'm a killer like Mickey Knox, wuah

Send a prayer to heaven
To the ones we miss so much (miss so much)
My head hurts, you can't see me at night
I'm losing my conscience (my conscience)
'A sharp doesn't cost anything, no matter who you are
Small bore under the pillow (under the pillow)
Gray clouds are gathering, it's getting stormy and loud
But only God can judge us (only God can judge us)

"Many dreams is what I have"
The head hurts
"And it all will we survive through the bad parts"
"Tell me if you feel me"
"Many dreams is what I have"
The head hurts
"And it all will we survive through the bad parts"
"Tell me if you feel me"