Original Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
"Ey, what's up? Here's the kid, 50 Cent! You're now tuned in to my man, Kool Savas!
Optik Boom, destroy the German Dream, you heard?!"

[Verse: Kool Savas]
You've made it, Eko, people are talking about you again
After they thought you were gone, up and away, and dead
Shit, this is too emotional, I keep my calm, I'm rational
I go back to the beginning and tell you once again
Remember Ekrem, you invited me to a jam
My biggest fan alive, my personal stan
You still were Ekrem Bora, sexy wog, not Eko Freezy
The stu-stu-stu-stuttering boy, the shoe salesman from Gleezy
Whatever
I took you to Berlin and Mel gave you the right beats
Suddenly you were a real rapper with a real EP
Took you to gigs, gave you this, gave you that, gave you money
Gave you what you needed, thought this boy is going to be an MC
Left Put Da Needle, talked to EastWest and Universal
No one wanted you, I renounced 170 000 Euro
I'd promised you, "If I get a deal, you get a deal"
A month later you have your deal with BMG
50 000 Euro, you take it for granted, you were
A good person and then the cash started changing you
You wanted everything, up, out, as fast as possible
Because you were stupid, young, and needed as much money as possible
You wanted a song with Trooper, one with Jeanette and Vanessa S
I had to convince you to not do it
Valezka merely said, "Ekrem is slowly getting weird"
Crazy, a week later I learn that she sleeps with Ekrem
She makes a record with him, shortly before the one with Mel is done
After she's been living with us and taken advantage of us
She wants us to pay for everything, but now it no longer matters
You're broke and alone, what a pity, it's all fucked now
Success is more important to you than realness, it's cash over friends
Eko takes lyrics of Killa Cam and translates them to German
I loved you but not like a gay one loves another man
Like a brother who does everything for his brother
But you're not loyal, not normal
You are the fan, Amar isn't
Unfortunately, I turned a blind eye to you but it won't happen again
Eko, you and me, we were always on an equal footing
But your career moves are always calculating
You wanted to say bullshit and pointless stuff
Spreading lies to Mel because you thought you could ruin my life
You didn't want to leave the house any more
Because you were scared of Bushido waiting outside
I had to talk to him, work this out before it gets out of hands
He and I, we had no beef, didn't hate each other
But just because of you our relationship is a bit strained now
Ek, I don't have to bite like you because everything I rap flows
You're a guy who spreads lies like Hannes Loh
You notice, it's slowly going down and darker
And quick, quick - back to the Bunker
Shit, everything you do is a strategic and calculated plan
But here are 10 years of experience rapping right now
I was like a father to you, as if you came from my semen
And now you want to rebel against me? But why?
Son, not like this, sorry you're dead
This battle won't push your career
And you are right - I'm almost 30 years old
But how's that a diss now? I don't even get it
Where would you be today without Optik? Think hard
Now the German Dream turns into a nightmare, sucks, huh?
Come to me, I clear your view with a hot needle
Just a few more bars and you're lying still and quiet
Now the little one has a beard and thinks he's hard as iron
You and Valezka are a good match, you're both out of breath live onstage
And Eko, are you listening to this? How I'm bombing you to pieces with each line
Your eye brows turn into the McDonald's M
Little Eko, there's no point in this beef
This is the king versus a child
This track is like a weapon pressed on your chin
The judgment and your ruin, over and out
I'm flowing like the wind, let it out like a pint
I'm not a hater, you know me, but you're faker than Sentence
S is like the sun, you get closer and burn yourself
You won't survive this flood, look, I'm too much for you to deal with
Your flow won't ever be better than mine, after this part you'll vomit
What you do isn't right like joking about disabled people
Whatever you write, it's nothing more than child's scribble to me
Listen to what you're saying in interviews, people don't hate you
Because they love me but because of your manners
Not just because you're shit but you're immodest
Player, lover, Turkish rap or gangster - decide
You can't because you have no identity
As if your eyes were closed
You don't know where you're standing now
And you don't know what you're saying
The game makes you sick, huh?
Come, I'll turn you off like a bedside lamp
And you think you brought our boys to Optik
Why does your label then not have one track on Optik-level?
My friend, you're dreaming, turned crazy from coke, crazy from Ecstasy
This is a phenomenon - what's happening inside the skull of E?
You're doomed to die, your Mum said, "Don't do anything to my son"
I didn't want to but the boy is too spoilt, too dishonest
What? I fucked our future?
There is no future for you
At least not as a rapper in this business
And all of this is true, you can put me under oath
This part here are the facts but the next one is going to be very insulting
No, you don't have to defend me
I'm doing it for the kids out there who're waiting and who
Want to know the truth, here's your report
Report me because this track is like murder
You're listening to the best, the king, the rapping Tony Hawk
You want to sneak up from behind the throne, but no, hypocrite
I spit and spread more panic than Robert Steinhäuser
You crave my title like boys crave the hole of J.Lo
You pretend to be man and suddenly you have more beef than Maredo
But I've made you like Puffy "Da Band"
And if you want, I'll dissolve you again - click, click bang!
But please tell me one thing, Eko, what's up with you?
You're not Mr Hankey - how do you get out of the toilet?
You were gone, far away to the pop world
The rapper who holds Dieter Bohlen's cock
Soon there'll be head money
You're crazy, you want to come back - who are you?
You were L.O.V.E. and now HipHop again, you freak
You're one of them: Nina MC, Reen, Cappuccino
Aleksey, der Wolf, Eko and Fettes Brot, they're all dead
Rest in peace! This is a new era
And I'm your teacher and shoot like rifles
And you're softer than soft, softer than velvet
Annoy the fuck out of me and I'll kick your ass, destroy you completely
Ek, suck my dick!