Chorus:
You want a ghetto song on a ghetto beat?
Come to Wedding, then you'll know where the ghetto is.
That's my ward, don't leave it.
I love my brothers, I dedicate this song to them.
This is a ghetto song on a ghetto beat.
Look into my eyes and you'll know that I love the ghetto.
We're undefeated, because nobody can bring us down.
We love the family and you only love your dogs.
The Kanack-Slang we use to mug.
We make high turnover with drugs and the bullshit.
Believe me that I'm weak, protection vest on.
You'd like to kill me, but you can't reach me.
Chains made of gold, 100'000 volt.
Pump out of de Cabrio, the idiots find it awesome.
Full tattooed and a scar on the face.
My body's a prototype, everything like drawn.
My wrist reflects fights, because I'm big (or high)*
Fat Breitling, Pitbulls on leads.
Wedding 65, come here if you're looking for trouble.
We kanacks always end up in the courtroom.
Chorus:
You want a ghetto song on a ghetto beat?
Come to Wedding, then you'll know where the ghetto is.
That's my ward, don't leave it.
I love my brothers, I dedicate this song to them.
High Society, pure white gold.
non laced cocain, come on, buy a hand full.
That's suicide, but it strengthens you.
Because there are days here, where it's really hard and difficult.
Every third person has a scale, every second deals in the block.
Ever one consumes, only every tenth has a job.
No dreams get true, because one sees with his own eyes.
How the junkies are injecting in the parc and the own brother deals.
Hamdulillah** I'm fine.
Still hanging around with Schalruz from Beirut.
I'm from Gaza, thanks to my father.
My blood is so pure, I feel free like an eagle.
After a stay in jail I only rap for the jail.
Mahmud, Mahmud I'll give you half.
I'll build myself a castle, I think Inshallah.
Will this dream come true? Massiv makes the dream true.
Chorus:
You want a ghetto song on a ghetto beat?
Come to Wedding, then you'll know where the ghetto is.
That's my ward, don't leave it.
I love my brothers, I dedicate this song to them.
Look at me, there's where I wanted to be
Thanks to Allah I'm standing here where I am
Ghetto song robbed everyone's sense
This anthem is exactly that, what I am
Your love is the hope, that carries me
Your pain in your eyes hurts me
Never expect something for free, stand up, go your way.
Stay tough like concrete, always believe in the prayer
Cease fire, Neukölln, Kreuzberg
Wedding, Wedding, my pride, my heart
No matter if arabian, kurdish, turkish, german
from now on only friendship counts
At school you have to prove yourselves
so the culture doesn't suffer
Nonsense, I'm not a Berliner?
Che Guevara also wasn't a Cuban.
Chorus:
You want a ghetto song on a ghetto beat?
Come to Wedding, then you'll know where the ghetto is.
That's my ward, don't leave it.
I love my brothers, I dedicate this song to them.