Emrah's Dream

Wake up in the morning, And I'm down bad, Look around the room, And the feeling’s sad, Touch up on my pocket Gotta make some cash, Call my Kerem we're going death Come get me fast, Don't give ass, On my mind to do, make us best, Then he's coming through, but not he's Kerem Then I ran out, Women on my mind, But fucked my Kerem by some people Get my pen and my poor pad, I'm about to write my misreable fate, My name is Emrah the broken heart Turn the lights down low, Open up your mouth, If I can't fuck any woman. Then I have to fuck my Kerem We about to make it fucking, We are about to make it happen, We about to make it fucking, We are about to make it happen, Yeah.