Frisch aus der Küche [English translation]

[Intro: Haftbefehl]

Cook the crack in the pot, make €s, kanak

No I don´t have small stuff, go hard, kanak

ooh, gugh, ooh, uh, uuh, check

[Part 1: Haftbefehl]

Cook the crack in the pot, make €s, kanak

No I don´t have small stuff, go hard, kanak

It´s about kilograms, cocaine, kanak

Pablo Escobar lives, kanak

Haftbefehl saws up (fucks up) kanaks

With the AK, kanak

The Kalashnikow is in my lap

I drive by Offenbach East over to the Mainpark blocks with my Chab (guy), puffing dope

Top tier weed, special haze, kanak

[Hook: Haftbefehl]

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

[Part 2: Capo]

Back to the roots, phone by Motorola

Brothers transport the stuff on scooters

Colombian sniff over the sea, import: Netherlands

240 kmh on the clock, middlefinger for the customs office

Europcar unknowing accomplice, partner

Kanak says: "whats in the suitcase?"

Head through the wall like a chopper

Head through the wall is my motto

Puto, Puto, viva la coca,

Trade at the Azzlack-cartel, like big boss Sosa

Give us the money, quick

Changing your fate with coke

Fresh on the tray is the cooking receipe

From remains of the crack and pressed fruits

Scotch the law, kanak

Viva, mama, coca

[Hook: Haftbefehl]

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

[Part 3: UFO361]

(Ich bin ein Berliner)

Fresh from the kitchen right to the streets

Meet me at the Kotti, my heart is racing

Bodypacking, she got it all in the stomach

Pinocchio-like, I sniff long lines ("noses") only

We bang*, bang, everyday New Year's Eve

Yes, it snows out here, no, I don´t mean the weather

Ratatatat, only delivering murder tracks

No, you don´t need a knife, you´re not a stabber

Yea, my hash so strong, every line bangs hard

I stay in the streets, man, fuck the rappers!

[Outro: Haftbefehl]

Fresh from the kitchen right out onto the streets

Blanco!

• Artist:Haftbefehl
• Album:Unzensiert