Title: KEBAP KING [Male Voice - Intro] Yeah Midnight city lights, hungry in the trap Only one thing on my mind: kebap, kebap [Male Voice - Verse 1] Step up in the spot, smell hittin’ like a slap Grill so hot, flames dancin’ on the rack Skewer spin slow, that’s a rotisserie map From the streets to my soul, I’m addicted to that wrap Flatbread warm, like it just kissed the sun Chef got the hands of a surgical gun Slice, slice, slice, razor sharp, never run Thin meat fallin’ like the beat when it’s done Garlic in the sauce, that tzatziki drip cold Fresh-cut salad like a crown made of gold Tomato, onion, lettuce in the fold Every single layer tell a story untold Smell from the cart travel down the whole block Queue around the corner like they waitin’ for a drop Phone in my hand but I’m watchin’ that chop When he packs that kebap, whole world gotta stop [Male Voice - Pre-Chorus] From the late night grind to the sunrise lap One thing on repeat, put my city on the map No cap, my religion is this wrap Hands to the sky for the holy kebap [Male Voice - Chorus] Kebap, kebap, I’m the kebap king Sauce on the side, let the flavors sing One big bite, hear the angels ring In a world so cold, this the warmest thing Kebap, kebap, let the beat go snap Charcoal smoke when the oil go clap If you feel that hunger, pull up on the map We don’t chase dreams, we just chase kebap [Male Voice - Verse 2] Pocket full of change, but I’m feelin’ like a boss ’Cause I’m walkin’ with a wrap, I don’t care what it cost Every corner store got a sign with the gloss Red-white glow like a neon cross Extra chili flakes when I’m bringin’ up the heat Burn on my tongue but I still say “repeat” One for the pain, two times for the street Three a.m. tales in this handheld feast Halal on the window, trust in the code From Berlin blocks to the Istanbul road From London rain to the Balkan snow Same warm wrap when the cold wind blow City of the hungry, this my anthem of the poor You can keep your caviar, I’m loyal to the core Metal skewer turn like a planet in orbit Every single slice is a blessing, I absorb it [Male Voice - Pre-Chorus] From the late night grind to the sunrise lap One thing on repeat, put my city on the map No cap, my religion is this wrap Hands to the sky for the holy kebap [Male Voice - Chorus] Kebap, kebap, I’m the kebap king Sauce on the side, let the flavors sing One big bite, hear the angels ring In a world so cold, this the warmest thing Kebap, kebap, let the beat go snap Charcoal smoke when the oil go clap If you feel that hunger, pull up on the map We don’t chase dreams, we just chase kebap [Male Voice - Bridge] Grill marks on the meat like tattoos on the skin Each line say “struggle”, each spice say “win” Steam through the wrap like a ghost from within Take a bite, close your eyes, let the magic begin From the east