Alles verloren [English translation]

[Vers 1]:

The Ghetto flows through my veins

I blame you for that, father,

That the cops were there that night.

Just like me, this half-a-crap country,

We're used to hot drops on the cold stone.

So just quit with the lies,

we won't break locks for it, the cops won't kick in any doors for it.

Tell me, when will Ali finally get out of jail?

With this song, I hope to give you a bit of strength.

I'm the one who breaks the rules,

And you're pulled over

for being a foreigner in a Mercedes

You're nothing but dirt to them, and they lock you away

And then they say I'm not politically correct

How gladly they would put these jack-offs in jail

since of course all of my fans are criminals

You're all unhappy, so you try to censor me

but I'm not in the mood to shut up.

[Refrain 1x]:

Can you see the ghetto- can you see it?

Can you see how everything in the ghetto decays, since she lost everything?

Can you see the tears- can you see them?

She would so gladly escape from the everyday, she waits for her chance.

Can you see the ghetto- can you see it?

Can you see how he's losing his job, since he lost everything?

Can you see the gheott, can you see it, and now tell me again

I'm not looking forward; we've lost everything.

[Vers 2]:

For your parents: a nightmare in human form.

This is gangsta rap? Then I rap for a few million...

Yeah, the critic speculates, and I'll help him a little:

I'm already convicted, antisocial, and tattooed.

[Gut erkannt, hier rappt der Junge über Knast], I'm qualified to rap about jail

in its echo I felt like an unwanted guest.

It's fake laughter; although they hate me, I detect great envy

Yeah, I'm the guy that reaches into the register at the supermarket.

You want real life? Then allow me to speak.

I can do more than just break open car doors.

Can you see how the clouds close in completely?

My whole lifestyle will drag me into Hell.

You can wish me death; I'd just like to be in 7th Heaven,

but find myself in the 7 Deadly Sins.

This is 7, boys, this here is the seventh Album,

And I keep it real with the attitude.

REFRAIN

[Vers 3]:

I sought out this path,

And even if the path gets rocky again,

F*** it, I'll go the distance even on foot.

What was it you wanted to tell me? You're a pile of victims,

a pile of victims that was just puked up

It doesn't matter how much money I've already earned

I'll forever be the boy who was a dealer.

I give a lecture, a lecture for the underclass--

Shut up, no one interrupts me.

They try to talk to me about the art of rap

but man, they gave up on us a long time ago.

Y'all can lead me away... 100,000 criminals that buy my album,

Can you feel this power?

You can imprison me, you can observe me,

But boredom compels me to provoke you

There is no competition, and f*** your art connoisseurs

I'm back, now comes crazy shooting.

[Refrain]