Staatsfeind Nr.1 [English translation]

I am a public enemy,

I’m on air again, look, I’m on air again (X4)

Verse 1:

I hate this place and the walls are bare

From weight lifting my arms slowly went steel

Don’t think about why I’m riding this shit (? Reiten = to ride)

I hate your food, hate your pork,

Cuz nobody knows here you can’t enjoy it (not able to enjoy it)

Share my mattress with insects

And ask myself again how did it get like this

One time I get in this blue uniform

Here it’s only concrete, the walls are anthracite,

The only thing that helps you here is your fantasy

I write a letter while my fellow prisoner cuts his grass

A guy from my cell was yesterday fucked in his ass

I wait until the time will finally pass

On the phone one word from my brothers is enough.

You think I exaggerate, kid, I lessen

Look at me, I’m the public enemy # 1

I am a public enemy,

I’m on air again, look, I’m on air again (X4)

Who is now sassy from you? Who want to tell me something?

I’ve been in prison and I’ve seen that hatred

Now you can go (Spasten - ?), you’re done with your youthful madness

Once a day I walk circles in this yard

I change bred for tobacco and cigarette butts

At nights when I sleep I look for my mom in the pillow

Others smoke pots, I don’t give a shit about those people

Look, I’m sitting now in a cell 139

Now I know I wasn’t ready yet

I say hi to my buddies, Günter, Harry and Eddy

I don’t pay a single penny that I win playing dice

Here you find Arabs and Turks

The thing is, we’re allowed to shower two times a week

The overseers are coming, why? I haven’t called them

They haven’t visited me yet and my mom cries,

Look at me, I’m the public enemy # 1

I am a public enemy,

I’m on air again, look, I’m on air again (X4)

You’re not a gangster, you have simply missed your life

Deutsche Welle doesn’t find a way to the prison, pity

I live here unlike you I don’t sell my ass

Ask me what D-Bo, Eko and Chakuza make there outside

Look, here we need a miracle every day

Here inside everyone is at his end and unshaved

Kid, here you wake up every day at 5.50 am

Sex is missing, whatever, you hold on to life

You don’t go away, autographs here are easy coal

On the first day you get here toothbrush and 2 condoms

You can’t go to the toilet without Jenna Jameson poster

100 000 Euro is a huge bail

It is so, here you will be tough and smart

Here you change your Brave for one glass Nutella

The day will be lighter until finally this wound heals

Look at me, I’m the public enemy #1