[Verse 1: Magdi]
Monkeys squatting in my block and Abu Bakr in my cockpit?
(Are my taxes really paying for this bullshit?)
Anchor kids so mocca-men could come ashore and win the lottery?
(Are my taxes really paying for this bullshit?)
They said they came from poverty, but could afford the boat here
(Are my taxes really paying for this bullshit?)
A dog born in a stable’s still a dog and not a stallion
(Are my taxes really paying for this bullshit?)
You're all cut from the same cloth
(Everyone will be fucked)
Mulla, Mulla, Mulla, Mulla, Mulla
You're all cut from the same cloth
(Everyone will be fucked)
Mulla, Mulla, Mulla, Mulla, Mulla

[Chorus: Chirag]
If you only knew what I would give to bе like you
Be like you, ba-ba bе like you
If you only knew what I would give to be like you, you coward
And it's so easy being rebel in your basement all alone
It's all too easy being rebel in the comfort of your home
It's all too easy being rebel in your basement all alone, you coward

[Verse 2: Magdi]
(I) Don't give a shit if you are Tshawe, if you're Vinz, if you're Nico
(Is my daughter really dating with a negro?)
You might be cool today, but she's marrying Kygo
(Is my daughter really dating with a negro?)
Got a hijab in the back seat — if you have a plan, does she know?
(Is my daughter really dating with a negro?)
I'm not a racist, but your pass won't pass for passport
(Is my daughter really dating with a negro?)
Picking fruit from our haven
(You'll never be Scandinavian)
Raven raven raven raven raven
Picking fruit from our haven
(You'll never be Scandinavian)
Cravin' cravin' cravin' cravin' cravin'
[Chorus: Chirag]
If you only knew what I would give to be like you
Be like you, ba-ba be like you
If you only knew what I would give to be like you, you coward
And it's so easy being rebel in your basement all alone
It's all too easy being rebel in the comfort of your home
It's all too easy being rebel in your basement all alone, you coward

[Verse 3: Chirag]
My boys just: Shit, God damn, Fuck'em
Who's policing the cops, who watches the watchmen?
Asking and provoking, quasi-clever equations
Drinking Nikka, smoking something that turns them into asians
Till someone says, "The government's got a broken LP"
Everyone likes a good wordplay
It means two things
Which is the prerequisite for the game, yeah
Anders, Anders, Anders, Anundsen
My black entourage threw some good words around
Karpe has built enough bridges, time to burn some down
If Arif or Kaveh or the kids seeking asylum won't be let in
What the fuck you gonna do about it, kingpin?
Tell it to Anders, Anders, Anders Anundsen
Rebel in the comfort of your home alone
Thirty skeletons in the closet of my own
I'm gonna end up just like you – coward
Oh lord, oh lord, can you forgive the abhorred
Wanting home and car and boat — no
Oh lord, oh lord, can you forgive the abhorred
Wanting home and car and boat — no