Mein Block [English translation]

Come, come, come!

In my block you grow up with hash and concrete, you listen to Hiba-Ash when the

Cops come. Suddenly my block empties.

You learn fast how to move weight, how to read faces

Fast how to stand the posion, that's nothihg

In my block the streets are empty at night, the cops patrol the streets like

The military

I wear a bomber jacket, sit in a BMW, listen to loud music, smoke pot and drive

To meet my gangstas

We hang around and smoke, it's foggy, day in, day out, Choja, this is

Our like

Our families, our greatest fortune, our home inside, you are enemies

We are killers, come!

Life leaves us frustrated, we start to overreact. Our blood cooks and we can't

Help it

I put the facts on the table like jingles: It remains the way it is and it is

The way it is

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block we speak our own slang. In my block the guys are

Like my second family

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block everybody dreams of getting rich. My block, my territory, my

Home, my world!

In my block we make the rules on our own. If you are not here

It's guaranteed that you'll attract attention

We need more money, more gold, more pot, SL and more fun. In my block

We have our own style: Reebock Classic, Azad-Shirt and training pants.

The asphalt is our catwalk, we live here in the dark while searching

For the light, we are moths.

We are power keeps, Northwest city, we are power, man!

The best rap of the world comes from my block. AZ, you are followers, we are rebels

We come directly from the dirt, you are softened. The beat hits your

Stomach, until you feel really bad.

We are as raw as the wind, which blows here. Come to my block and I show you

What happens

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block we speak our own slang. In my block the guys are

Like my second family

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block everybody dreams of getting rich. My block, my territory, my

Home, my world!

In my block we are one gang and we need no color or sign

To recognize each other

We burn dope like calories, it keeps us content without things getting too bloody

4-3-9, Frankfurt on the Main, every second of us was a member in a martial arts club

Every third had a pitbull, because every fourth tries to f*ck you, you're experienced in hitting people

Northwest-math, our code. I show the rap where the streets are, for sure!

AZ, my flow burns everything down, you are a fan of whom? My flow burns everything down, boy!

I am not Curse and this is all real! You idiots, we get rid of everyone of you

I don't care for anything

I put the facts on the table like jingles: It remains the way it is and it is

The way it is

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block we speak our own slang. In my block the guys are

Like my second family

In my block the business is going on which nobody sees. In my block the

Cops make us agitated

In my block everybody dreams of getting rich. My block, my territory, my

Home, my world!

Now you know who has the coolest block here! AZAD! The boss! Frankfurt northwest! Come!