[Verse 1: The Hakan]
First time this is happening, a Turk expressing what he is feeling
With all this bullshit over here, I guess I better start talking
National redemption well, that was my elders mission
And now as Turkish youth we in this commercialist prison
Can’t think of anything else but these products, nation has so many issues
But everybody are so silent
These so called educated people are so negligent, raising their kids with zero patience
Those fuckers grow up with huge retardness
Criticizing so much, that they ain’t even paying attention
How many soldiers we have lost since 2000
Minor problems on the news channels, let me get to bottom of it
Starting from the family unit, because I’m grateful for my martyrs’ service
To the day that we die, we gonna speak for them via music
‘Cause that’s everything we get, some words and some melodies
That’s what we can give
Can’t get into politics, because I hate lying, yo, take your pick

[Hook: The Hakan]
Two thousand soldiers, two thousand martyrs, at least two thousand orphans
Countless tears from mothers and fathers… 45 seconds on TV but I would never fortget’em
Two thousand reasons (x7)

[Verse 2: The Hakan]
Tranna take away my youth, never tho
Stop talking ‘bout who is wearing what, talk about the minimum wage cut
My daughter can’t go out like that, I won’t allow that
Motherfucker stop before I bust on your forehead
Be grateful for the daughter you have, manners can’t be thought by banning some outfits
Isn’t that right kids?!
Sky is full of satellites, there are robots on mars
Deploying machines over shooting stars
And here we are arguing what can be worn outside
This is literally the biggest joke of my life
Islam is the greatest blessing in my hard, but none of this is written in Quran!
There are child abusers, rapists, drug dealers and fuckin’ baby murderers
Only great powers can create evil and prayers can go to the fallen
I’m not sad, I’m just exhausted, to see the news on television
Can you believe that soldiers are dying for these devils?

[Hook: The Hakan]
Two thousand soldiers, two thousand martyrs, at least two thousand orphans
Countless tears from mothers and fathers… 45 seconds on TV but I would never fortget’em
2000 TANE (x8)

[Verse 3: The Hakan]
Back in the days when I started rapping, there was no politics
There was only playing, that was five years ago, things have been changing
These politicians made me cursing
All y’all thinking how fat your pocket is, give your mistress a little kiss
Then go to the senate thinking of the easy money you’ll get
This is the first hard-core talk on them
Basically the first rap song Turkey has, while the election race you love the people
Politicians are on a chace…
For the votes, Oh so that’s the case
All those I love my nation so much games
Man even a Norwegian is feeling more Turkish than your lying ass
But don’t forget about the 2000 reasons I had against your lying ass
Back in the days, I didn’t had any hooks on the songs
My German connect Sepp was complaining about that
Well man I got so much to talk, hook is actually a problem for my pace