[Verse 1: The Hakan]

First time this is happening, a Turk expressing what he is feeling

With all this bullshit over here, I guess I better start talking

National redemption well, that was my elders mission

And now as Turkish youth we in this commercialist prison

Can’t think of anything else but these products, nation has so many issues

But everybody are so silent

These so called educated people are so negligent, raising their kids with zero patience

Those fuckers grow up with huge retardness

Criticizing so much, that they ain’t even paying attention

How many soldiers we have lost since 2000

Minor problems on the news channels, let me get to bottom of it

Starting from the family unit, because I’m grateful for my martyrs’ service

To the day that we die, we gonna speak for them via music

‘Cause that’s everything we get, some words and some melodies

That’s what we can give

Can’t get into politics, because I hate lying, yo, take your pick

[Hook: The Hakan]

Two thousand soldiers, two thousand martyrs, at least two thousand orphans

Countless tears from mothers and fathers… 45 seconds on TV but I would never fortget’em

Two thousand reasons (x7)

[Verse 2: The Hakan]

Tranna take away my youth, never tho

Stop talking ‘bout who is wearing what, talk about the minimum wage cut

My daughter can’t go out like that, I won’t allow that

Motherfucker stop before I bust on your forehead

Be grateful for the daughter you have, manners can’t be thought by banning some outfits

Isn’t that right kids?!

Sky is full of satellites, there are robots on mars

Deploying machines over shooting stars

And here we are arguing what can be worn outside

This is literally the biggest joke of my life

Islam is the greatest blessing in my hard, but none of this is written in Quran!

There are child abusers, rapists, drug dealers and fuckin’ baby murderers

Only great powers can create evil and prayers can go to the fallen

I’m not sad, I’m just exhausted, to see the news on television

Can you believe that soldiers are dying for these devils?

[Hook: The Hakan]

Two thousand soldiers, two thousand martyrs, at least two thousand orphans

Countless tears from mothers and fathers… 45 seconds on TV but I would never fortget’em

2000 TANE (x8)

[Verse 3: The Hakan]

Back in the days when I started rapping, there was no politics

There was only playing, that was five years ago, things have been changing

These politicians made me cursing

All y’all thinking how fat your pocket is, give your mistress a little kiss

Then go to the senate thinking of the easy money you’ll get

This is the first hard-core talk on them

Basically the first rap song Turkey has, while the election race you love the people

Politicians are on a chace…

For the votes, Oh so that’s the case

All those I love my nation so much games

Man even a Norwegian is feeling more Turkish than your lying ass

But don’t forget about the 2000 reasons I had against your lying ass

Back in the days, I didn’t had any hooks on the songs

My German connect Sepp was complaining about that

Well man I got so much to talk, hook is actually a problem for my pace