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My Greatest Love

Sarah, you fucking whore
Sharmuta1
 
I remember like it was yesterday
I had just turned six, you had been around for longer
You rarely had time for me
Don't know why but you didn't like my parents at all
I was a kid, you gave me sweets
Instead of vegetables and water I had crappy toys
But only when you were around, as soon as you left
I had nothing, yeah right, you stole for a few tips
During my childhood you dropped by a few times
You were more into German kids, I was disappointed
We grew older, I think it was when I was about 13
That I started taking drugs to solve my life's problems
Yeah, saruhs, bongs, babaks, buckets
I was deafening my desires from Saturday through Friday
Until my cousin said: 'Go become a dealer
That's your last chance of scoring with Sarah'
 
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Ethanol vapors from making meth2
Been cooking for days, had respiratory diseases for weeks
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Fuck you, you mean nothing but pain
My body may need you but you'll never have my heart
 
So I started extending my business
Borrowed scales from Polak the Pole
Who gave me this advice: 'Be honest at the beginning
Until you connect to Müşteris and everything will work out'
I promoted my Satla
In the streets, hoping that Sarah
Would notice me, and lo and behold, after a couple of days Sarah was back with me
I didn't care why, I was crazy for Sarah
You and me forever, my cousin was right
You were into guys selling drugs and that's what I had become
Right? Stay with me, don't leave me
You said I'd have you for as long as I sell drugs
I had the time of my life, you gave me confidence
We went and bought my first Air Max at Foot Locker's
Sarah, when you were with me, all the motherfuckers showed me respect
They all wanted you but you were in love with no-one but me
Right? I was too young to realize
For as soon as weed crisis3 hit, you wanted to leave me
You fooled around with my friends in the hood
Moroccans, Kurds, Germans and Turks
And hate for you started growing inside me
You whore sent a couple of friends to prison
Even though they fought for you, you shitty bitch
I'm only gonna waste you if I had you
Sarah
 
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Ethanol vapors from making meth
Been cooking for days, had respiratory diseases for weeks
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Fuck you, you mean nothing but pain
My body may need you but you'll never have my heart
 
So I started doing bad things to win you over
Drew blood from bullets flying
Quickly evolved from a dealer to original Qaçax4
What a way to start it off, Sarah, come over here to Xatar
So I can throw you away like dirt
Lend you off to hobos and waiters and boys
No respect anymore, you're worth jack shit, I'm gonna abuse you forever
Mothers are crying for me to lock you up in a vault
Ah, you got me right
I want to own you and abuse you terribly
Then again you do me good on days like these
Mother calms down when she sees Sarah with G
Years spent together passed
For I learned: you can only keep Sarah by violence
I was fine, friends became hazaks5
I became greedy, dreamed of evil felonies
And Sarah wasn't enough for me anymore
So planned that big fucking sting
That I'd master like Ocean's Eleven
Except this was no movie and the cops caught me
Now I'm sitting here, rolling cigarettes in prison
Inmates are saying that's my replacement for Sarah
What a load of crap, I know Sarah's only looking for me
But five years later Para6 still hasn't visited me
 
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Ethanol vapors from making meth
Been cooking for days, had respiratory diseases for weeks
Sarah, you ungrateful sharmuta
What I didn't do to hit it off with you
Fuck you, you mean nothing but pain
My body may need you but you'll never have my heart
 

• 1. = whore
• 2. The word is missing from the source but pretty clear from context.
• 3. Possibly a reference to a shortage of supply, or a change of customer preference.
• 4. Kurdish for 'gangster',
  'smuggler'.
• 5. Apparently means 'hater'.
• 6. Turkish for 'money'. Figurative meaning unclear here.

Translations (c) by me, permission for use on lyricstranslate.com and private 'fair use' cases granted.


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