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Rep je retko bio dobar prema meni, Rep me je uvek boksovao
Previse cesto sam sa olovkom i papirom u sobi sedela
Nikad nisam fristajlovala, nisam se usudila
Radije sam volela biti MC ali sam uvek bila samo zena
 
Trebalo je godina dok sam sebe spoznala
Dok sam dobila Base i Fame i onda je dosao strah od poraza
Jer ko ce vec da odustane od svog statusa za koji se borila
Pogotova kada se posle sumnji konacno sebe uverila
 
Moja uloga mene samu nervira, to je cinila od pocetka
Naravno da bih iskljucivo bila kao dopes MCing poznata
Dominaciji je potreban otpor a ja sam vrhunski izvodjac
Onaj ko uspravno stoji, mnogo suprotnog vetra spozna
 
Napravila sam sebi ime, Queerfeminist MC
Ovo je moje sedmo izvodjenje, oduvek sam volela Rep
Uvek gurala i slavila, ali vise mrzela
Sta bih ja sve bez ovih Repera repista propustila
 
A njih nervira, sto kritiziram ono sto njih cini
Verujte mi, i meni bi bilo radije da se ne neraspolozeno zbog toga ne nerviram
Ali kad vidim sranje, moram ga nazvati imenom
Vi ne kontate kritiku, nisam vam ja CDP
 
Hocete sve da razjebete, vucete slike koje crtate
Tesko je uprkos dobre volje zbog vas ne propasti
I sada ne recite da vas je drustvo napravilo takvim
Sta ste vi, vi ste mocni muskarci, laku noc
 
Da ja sam dovoljno glupa i padam na to, nerviram se
Ali vi vec 10 godina dominirate mojim CV-om
Sigurno, trebala bih biti pametnija i vas ignorancijom kaznjavati
A ni ja ne zelim da se obznanjujem razgraničenjem
 
Da, trebala bih stati preko toga i samo proci pored vas
Usredsredite se na sebe i pametnije odabrati moje puteve
Ali treba nam nekoliko glasova da se tome suprotstave
U ovom vecitom sranju, u ovom odvratnom hajpu
Kazete da je to samo Entertainment, ali za mene je to nasilje
 
Znate o cemu govorim, upuceni ste
Vi ste se odlucili protiv toga da argumentujete
I naletim na zidove: 'Sranje, previse govorim'
Osecam se nemocno, za vas sam samo tri rupe
Vi ste muskarci, vi ste visa bica
Ajde, iskljucite ovu traku vec, ja trosim vase vreme
Pokazite malo nepostovanja, pokazite da ste pravi muskarci
 
Moji momci se stide zbog vase prezentacije zenstvenosti
I zato sto ste u vasoj muskosti toliko slozeni
Vasa deca ce vas jednog dana sa prezirom kaznjavati
Oni ce vase nasledje kao opterecenje nositi
I mediji se drkaju na vas
Jer tacno znaju da se skandali bolje prodaju
Nemacka nema namere nesto strukturno da prepravi
A Nemacka je iovako vec bolja kada usta zatvori
 
I ja kalkuliram socilizaciju u to
Ali zar resenje mora biti toliko zlonamerno
I drugi su pojeli govna ali nisu idioti
Znate li, od drugih gresaka uciti nije zabranjeno
 
Vidim kontekst, vidim strukture
Ali pederi nisu Faggots i zene nisu kurve
Vidim mobbing razlikosti, rasizam i povredjenost
Ali seksizam i homofobija ne mogu biti efekti
 
Posebno sto vecina vas su srednja klasa i krompiri
i insceniraju da ih je zivot tesko pogodio
Necu da moralisem ili vase iskustvo da uredim
Ali ako samog sebe odbijate ne zelim ni vlast da promenim
Samo ne zelim da se osecam lose kada vi prodajete sranja
Prostakusa, kurva, kuckin sin
to vise nikog ne uzbudjava
Vi niste ogledalo drustva, vi ste deo drustva
Pocnite jos sebi verovati
I to se zove samomrznja
 
Iscrtava se, vi pobedjujete, ja kapituliram
Vec sam aktivna deset godina, sada mi je previse
Napravili smo strukture, svoju scenu razvili
Ali ja se na sebi trujem, ja sam antidot
Nemam snagu jedne Sare Jones, moram kraj da odredim
Revolucija nece zapoceti izmedju ovih bataka
 
Kad pogledam unazad, bila je to od početka neravnopravna borba
Moja prva pesma je bila inicijalna za moj pad
 
I boli me kurac ako mislite da ja ovde cmizdrim
Pozvacu te u moju glavu, daj sprovedi se malo, dasko
Paranoicna sam i direktno očekujem tvoje mlatenje
Dajem ti mozak a onda je tebi mene dosta
Mislite da ovo preterujem, to nije relevantno
Za mene ce ovo uvek ostati životni predmet
Preostala mi je samo moja hrabrost da budem slaba
Kada je muskarac vec sumnjao da li ima pravo da repuje?
 

Queer Animals

They say it's unnatural
But they are wrong then
In this culture a lot of theories get old
And then they've through centuries talked nonsense
Darwin, my friend, we had you under suspicion
Sex is not just for reproduction
Sex is fun, it shatters their order
Surprise! There are more than two genders
Take a look at nature and you'll know who's right
Men fuck men, women love women
Let's compare humans with animals more often
That wasn't a turf war, those are gay giraffes
Promiscuous primates, take monkeys as an example
Instead of arguing, (among the bonobos you'll quickly get exchanged??)
They're chill animals, sometimes you'd wish humans were that too
Every tenth penguin isn't hetero
How is that with us? unfortunately we know too little
 
[Chorus]
'I tell him quite honestly, I'm having a hard time'
'It wouldn't be like that, if I were Chancellor'
'If suddenly everyone were gay, then humanity would die out.'
'You must decide - men or women?'
 
The animal kingdom is teeming with homos and trans
Female dolphines know what a fin can do
Male whales rub their penis's because it is pleasant
It's hard to believe that humans are so stupid
Half the ocean floor is Intersex or changes their gender
Ftm, mtf, non binary, all of them real!
Chromosomes are not everything and hormones are changing
There is no treatment, nobody is treated stupidly
They have one-night stands or live monogamously
No animal has ever wasted their life in the closet
Gay swans adopt abandoned eggs
And then raise the hatched babies together
Lesbian albatrosses give themselves an (evening??)
And then live as a family with their partner
Flamingos, storks, vultures and seagulls
There are many queer birds that like to party and fuck
 
[Chorus]
 
There are snails that have at their ends
Depending on another's genital organ in order to use it
They live in communities and group sex is standard
They form a circle and everyone is then pregnant
With seahorses life starts
With the pregnancy in daddy's baby belly
The men get children, as a matter of course
Well - if that is not queer!
 
[Chorus]
 

Tentative Farewell Letter

Rap was rarely good to me, rap always punched me
I too often sat around in my room with pen and paper
I never free-styled, I never had the guts
I wanted to be an MC1 but time after time I was just a woman
 
It took years until I became self-aware
Until I had a fan base and fame, and then came the fear of losing
After all, who would like to give up the status one has been fighting for?
Especially when after having doubts you finally believe in yourself
 
The role I have even annoys me, it always has since the beginning
Well, of course I would like to be known exclusively for dopes MCing2
Dominance needs resistance and I am at the top of the game
The one who stands up straight, experiences a lot of headwind
 
I made a name for myself, Queerfeminist MC
This is my seventh release, I've always loved rap
Always pumped and celebrated, but hated even more
What would I have missed out on without these rapper rapists?
 
And it bothers them that I criticize how they distinguish themselves
Believe me I would also rather not wear myself out with a bad temper
But when I see shit, then I have to call it out
You don't even understand the criticism, I'm not the BPjM3
 
You want to fuck everything to pieces, check out the pictures that you drawing
Even with good will, it's hard not to fail because of you
And don't tell now, that society has made you into
What you are, you are powerful men after all, good night
 
Yes, I'm stupid enough, I'll fall for it, I'll get upset
You've dominated the last ten years of my résumé4
Sure, I should be smarter and punish you with ignorance
And I also don't want to make myself known for setting boundaries
 
Yes, I should rise above it and simply ignore you
Focus on myself and choose my ways more wisely
But a couple of voices saying the contrary are needed
In this eternal shit, in this wretched hype
You say this is just entertainment but to me it's violence
 
You know what I'm talking about, you know for sure
You have decided against debating
And I beat my head against walls, shit I babble too much
I feel powerless, to you I'm nothing but three holes
You are men, you are the greater creatures
Go ahead, release the track already, I'm wasting your time
Show a little disrespect, show what kind of men you are
 
My guys are ashamed of how you portray femininity
And for being so united in your masculinity
Your children will one day punish you for this with contempt
They have to bear your heritage as a burden
And the media slobber all over you
They know very well, that they will sell more with a scandal
Germany sees no reason for structural reformation
But Germany would do well in any case, to shut its mouth
 
And I factor in socialization
But does the outcome of this shit need to be so spiteful
Others have also eaten dirt and are no idiots
You know, learning from the mistakes of others is not forbidden
 
I see the context, I see the structures
But gays are not faggots and women are not whores
I see the bashing of the underclass, racism, and vulnerability
But sexism and homophobia cannot be the effects
 
Especially since so many of you are middle class and potatoes5
That pretend you have been hit hard by this life
You will not moralize and you will not deny yourself experience
But you refuse and I don't want a change of power
I just don't want to always feel like shit when you are selling shit
Bastard, bitch. Dumbass, son-of-a-bitch, does not upset anyone anymore
You are not a reflection of society, you are part of society
Then start believing in yourself and you call that self-hatred
 
It becomes clear that you win and I surrender
I've been active for ten years, now everything is too much for me
We have created structures, developed our own scene
But I poison myself, I'm the antidote
I don't have the strength of Sarah Jones, I must determine the end
The revolution will not take place between these legs
Looking back, it was an unfair match from the start
My first track was the beginning of my downfall
 
I don't give a damn, if you think that I'm just whining here
I invite you into my head, come on again, club
I'm paranoid and I'm counting on you to decide right away
I give brain6 and then you have enough of me
You think I'm overstressing that, that it's not relevant
To me, that's a matter for life
All that remains is my courage for weakness
When did a man doubt if he deserves to rap?
 

• 1. Short for master of ceremonies or mic controller. Essentially a word for a rapper but the term is not limited to hip hop
• 2. dopes MCing = awesome performance of an MC (or simply: great rapping)
• 3. The Federal Review Board for Media Harmful to Minors (German: Bundesprüfstelle für jugendgefährdende Medien or BPjM) is an upper-level German federal agency subordinate to the Federal Ministry of Family Affairs, Senior Citizens, Women and Youth. It is responsible for examining and censoring media works allegedly harmful to young people.
• 4. A résumé, or Curriculum Vitae, is a document used by a person to present their backgrounds and skills. Résumés can be used for a variety of reasons, but most often they are used to secure new employment.
• 5. The German word Kartoffel literally means potatoe. However, it also used in a derogatory sense to refer to people living in Germany with an ethnic background in another country.
• 6. This is a play on words with the idiom 'give head'. 'Ich geb Gehirn' is a literal translation of 'I give brain' and will not make sense to someone speaking German unless he/she can associate to the English idiom.

Interrelations (spit on right)

Sieg Heil! - Shut up, Fascho!* Spit on right!**
 
Spit on right! TickTickBoom
Sookee - Beat 2.0
Spit on right! Special-K***, yeah
Spit on right!
 
Between black-red-gold and black-white-red****
A strong people brings a lot of death
NS genocide industry, BRD deportation jails*****
Germany selects and cleans itself by the masses intensively
White Germans decide on identities
on lives, on survival
Seas of flags wash Schland****** into white-bread thinking
antionational, wearing borders down and ending them
 
White power makes us fucking angry
State and capital make the loop go on
Nazis pretend to be socially acceptable, apply new labels
Call it ethnopluralism to hide the chevy
At the most only who assimilates may belong
I catch hate for paper, public authorities should be blocked
Mandatory residence******* and procedure for granting asylum
get a lot of applause from ideologically brown******** hands
 
Good women Mutterkreuze*9, bad women black triangle*10
still a valid reason to piss on the State
Why has still no one bombed this patriarchy to pieces
Sexism sells, masculinity must not be damaged
Women have children, men get money and appreciation
Jokes lash through the net when we think differently about this
Hardness, elbows, competence and physical prowess
Fucking and being fucked, Sook broke up with that
 
It's about power and hardness, putting others down
following 88*11 times and nurturing the hate
Submission creates obedience till death
Authorities are like Gods, they sing their song, they eat their bread
Pride over art, conformity, no room for soft emotions
thinking in lockstep, limiting oneself further, these are the requirements
Sensibility would let them feel how unfree they are
their inequality with which they hurt themselves
 
And thus I examine my view for interrelations
because they fuel the idiocy even without swastika and the swinging of flags
are now in the middle of society with their dirt
Everyone who shuts up about it indirectly becomes a helper, yeah
Antifa means more than chasing Nazis
Antifa means questioning all of this every day
and so we start the fight with language, punches, parties, blocking the streets
All means are right and we have just started
 
Men need to be men, men must not love men
Only comrades are men, men need to draw lines
175*12, a sore sport historically
How can one hate that people love each other,
reality I don't get it
When women kiss women, love them, fuck them, support them
it's only alright if they delight masculity by it
From the right edge through society they roam
clichès about LGBT homophobia
 
Inferioty vs the pursuit of performance
supierioty, ergo continuance of live
Survival of the fittest, no use, no conscience
You are sick, you're on it, you're scum that's nesting
Myths about Sozialschmarotzer*13 appeal to baser insticts
fuel social envy, white supremacy, can be found here as well
The ressources are scarce, they kick from above
The utilization of humans is packaged as logic
 
Jews are merchants, forever bankers and money hungry string-pullers
Jewish world conspiracies, shadow governments? What? Middle finger!
Critism on capitalism is something different than blame
Differentiating antisemitism and critical thinking
Revisionists claim Auschwitz was not real
Because of them survivers stress their survival
No victimhood, because unfortunately the numbers are real
and we stay by it: no forgiving, no forgetting
 
This isn't just far right-wing, this is the middle-class center
Antifascim isn't appreaciated, not understood
The debate about extremism lies with two sides of a coin
We do politics, are correctiv and don't just throw stones
Rap has always been political, always against racists
But the statements of certain rappers in parts resemble those of the fascists
never again no homo, never again rape, I won't look the other way
I scream 'alerta antifascista' and spit on right
 

Q1

Hello everybody
Special news flash
Your host for tonight is:
Sookee
One
 
In two thousand seventeen Germany elects its head
I’m scratching my head
I’m already not in the mood for it
Your pie charts should
End up in Storch’s face
The AfD has double digits
-you got to be kidding!
It’s logical to elect the party
“die Partei’ instead of this party
I’m considering
Joining a free fight club
I take a quick look at the regional elections
And right away it makes me want to drive a panzer
 
Merkel has a beef with other Christians
Because she rules out caps
Everyone wears a halo
Because Volker Beck is high
Gauland feels extorted by the eyes of children
In Clausnitz and Bautzen
There’s a jamboree (wack!)
Recently direct democracy manifests
Itself through arson attacks
Cops in Saxony unbashfully
Show their racism
Steinbach remains Steinbach
And Blaukraut remains Blaukraut
Give Peace a Chance!
- but sometimes I just want to hit them
 
I lose confidence
I fear that one day
I and all my people will have to face
The decision:
A lonely island or the underground?
A lonely island or the underground?
 
I lose confidence
I fear that one day
I and all my people will have to face
The decision:
A lonely island or the underground?
A lonely island or the underground?
 
What are German values
If they’re not shitty
I’m already dreaming
I would be minister of street justice
What’s up with loving your neighbor?
What would your Jesus say? (What?)
A grand delusion
For every situation in life
And they tie asylum packages
As if they were gifts
Schengen belongs in the past
Borders are now being built again
In Idomeni there’s pepper
Through the fence
They want to build walls
Out of justice
My friend in Calais
Where they are clearing the jungle
Mouths sewn shut on strike and hunger
Europe no fortress
But fortresses
The deceased already belong
To the forgotten (Who?)
Violence creates fantasies of counter-violence
Pacifism is a loser
And conquered by failure
We are all witnesses
And forced to act
Some become hippies
And others wear hoods
 
I lose confidence
I fear that one day
I and all my people will have to face
The decision:
A lonely island or the underground?
A lonely island or the underground?
 
I lose confidence
I fear that one day
I and all my people will have to face
The decision:
A lonely island or the underground?
A lonely island or the underground?
 

Bouncy Castle

I’m a kid, cared for by parents
That understand the world
They teach me: “Evil is different”
You must defend the good, so it can win
Dad says: “We’re pure and live for the resistance”
The pictures on the walls show strong men
That fought for this truth
If I’m good and courageous
I will also become one of these heroes
Mommy bakes a vegetable pie, my sister is allowed to help her
When grandpa visits us, we read the Giftpilz
Grandpa knows fascinating stories of the past
I can learn a lot from him, I want to be like him
Grandpa says that the great times will return one day
At night I lay in bed and think about how I’m going to tell Yüksel
That I no longer want to sit next to him
Tomorrow is April 20th, we’re attending a party
I’m looking forward to the bouncy castle, since it lets me
forget about Yüksel
 
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
And when he told me, he doesn’t like me
I was pretty disappointed
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
He was on the bouncy castle, but all alone
Somehow he made me sad
 
At the party there are many other kids
Odin is ashamed of his brother, because he has a disability
The boys play soldiers and the girls braid their hair
The boys wear pants and the girls wear skirts
There’s loud music and the men drink beer
I’m a little afraid of them
And some of them sound like they’re furious
One of them says he beat someone up
I had to think about Yüksel, because we had a lot of fun
But he cannot be my boyfriend, that’s what Dad said
He’s always right, I have to follow his rules
He’s allowed to give a speech at the party
Mommy agrees with him, she says “The boat is full”
And that Yüksel’s family is not supposed to live here
I’m on the bouncy castle until I’m out of strength
My uncle always addresses me by “Little Comrade”
 
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
And when he told me, he doesn’t like me
I was pretty disappointed
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
He was on the bouncy castle, but all alone
Somehow he made me sad
 
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
And when he told me, he doesn’t like me
I was pretty disappointed
And in the night I dreamt about Yüksel
In my dream I was Turkish, he was German
He was on the bouncy castle, but all alone
Somehow he made me sad
 

The Girlfriend Of

The bowls that I smoked were bigger than my self-confidence
I was hiding inside myself, I was only living a little
All around me a mosaic, edges and cracks
Arrogance and rumors
It was always about not to perish
As if a miracle still could happen between worrying
And hanging on
But nobody turned out to be empathetic
Because that was embarrassing, vulnerable
My share of speech was around seven percent
My top was too short and my jeans were too tight
Because when you are not relevant content-wise
It all comes down to how you look, what you wear
I had kidney inflammation and self doubt
When I look back at it, I myself think this really sucks
And in order to belong, I took to the bong again
In the very best case, I was only “the girlfriend of”
 
But today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
Their voices have gone silent, their faces have faded away
Sometimes I feel like laughing about these stories
You know, today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
When was this ’98 or 2006?
Somewhere along the line the memories disappeared
 
I led other to believe that I was cool
I myself did not think I was cool, it was no coincidence
Because I thought that reality was not enough
I exaggerated my stories and in return
I felt ashamed or distracted
I was never really criminal, I was just trying to fit in
There were some people that I was afraid of
However, I was not afraid that they would touch me
But that they would exclude me, which I only realized later on
This was the classic example of victim blaming
I know what it feels like, when with a hit to your face,
There’s a single quick crack and your nasal bone breaks
I kept my mouth shut in their presence
They ignored me or made fun of me when they got a chance
I even kicked them in the groin, I was not better than them
I have forgotten their names, but that I will never forget
 
But today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
Their voices have gone silent, their faces have faded away
Sometimes I feel like laughing about these stories
You know, today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
When was this ’98 or 2006?
Somewhere along the line the memories disappeared
 
But today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
Their voices have gone silent, their faces have faded away
Sometimes I feel like laughing about these stories
You know, today they mean nothing to me
I don’t even know their stupid names any more
When was this ’98 or 2006?
Somewhere along the line the memories …