The Tattoo on my arm stands for „Family“
My parents, my brothers, touch them. Rest in Peace
That is honour, boy, typical _____ *
That’s my blood, turkish-italian
This is something you won’t understand anyways
They are my priority
For each one of them I would jump off of a knife
Everybody thinks it’s cool that I am a rapper now
Everything that you said makes sense today, Dad.
I want you to be proud of me, Mum.
And in a fight I don’t need to consider for a long time
No matter what happens, I can always count on my brothers
This is my family
My flesh, my blood, until I lie deep under the earth
The color deep inside my skin to make me see
That I always know, this will last a lifetime
That I can never forget, who I really am
That I know, I can make my dream come true
This stands for my fans, this one for my block
My logo on the chest stands for my job
In my life a lot has happened to me
But everything has it’s meaning, I am tattooed all over
The tattoo on my chest, it stands for my job
No jobless jerk, I thank God for it
Who would ever have thought that I could do it on my own?
My first love, this is my passion
Earlier it was just a matter of publishing something
After some time I realized that is exactly my cup of tea
It became more than just mere making money
You can’t tell me anything, I am into this for too long
Now everybody wants to be like me
Don’t take me as an example, stay the way you are
And then show me what you can do, I made it as well
Don’t hesitate, just do it and it will work
That is my profession, this will be my job until God calls me back to Him
The tattoo on my arm stands for my area
No matter where the way leads, I know that I belong here
What, no ghetto? You have no clue, you idiot
This is for my block, this one is for Markus in jail
Here it can happen that someone will shoot something on you
You have to run, when you see blue light (explanation: he refers to the blue light of the police cars)
I have learned so much and experienced so much
Oh, I could tell storys which would shake the ground
And it’s just because of my block that I can tell something
If you don’t like in the block you can’t understand this sh*t
This is Berlin, where the clocks go the other way around
This is Berlin, where the small children click
In my life a lot has happened to me