Eshet chayil mee yimtza
Verachok mi’pninim michra
Batach ba levbala
Vashalol lo yechsar

You wonder what hasidism has to do with hip hop?
Not much one would think
that’s why I’m here for you to make the link
Have you noticed both words start with an H
Inflame passion in me but also rage
I know you are looking at my style and think like wha the F***?
I gottcha
A bomber Jacket and shtreimel
Not the usual combination
it’s my representation
of these two worlds
and I actually kind of like it

Extravagant, non-chalant, just you wait
Tomorrow everybody will be late
Cause they have to get themselves the new trend
Yes my friend
That’s where my rap could end
But no I’m on a mission
I made a decision
I‘ll marry hassidism and hiphop
and you won’t stop, a rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat

You know how hassidism to the shuklin?
You know how hip hopers to the head boppin?
It’s actually quite the same
both worlds don’t give space for a dame
The one shows tits and asses quite a lot
the other ones barricades everything that’s hot
But neither if them allow true femininity
women's divinity is not just their virginity
but overtrumps men in infinity

Eshet chayil mee yimtza
Verachok mi’pninim michra
Batach ba lev baala
Veshalal lo yechsar

She’s worth Far beyond pearls - the ideal wife
but where is the trace of the praise in real life?
What’s wrong with these beautiful ugly worlds
enslaving encaving the girls
Behind the kitchen stove
to bake another loaf
Or make them shake their asses for the masses
She is like a merchants ship
that’s what they sing
Huge hips, only wearing a string and a lot of bling bling
Huge hips taking care of billion children
she has to bear
Huge hips seen in video clips
when she sips a sex on the beach
That’s what you teach?

What’s wrong with these beautiful ugly worlds ?
Where women only serve as a decoration on a xmas tree
I sing for liberation
one day they shall be free
to let hair down wearing the crown of a bride
these beautiful ugly worlds
where women are only seen on the screen
Behind bars, wearing leopard leotards
Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe
so müd geworden daß er nichts mehr hält.
Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe
und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt
behind the bars of the Benai brak or borough park or ghetto

Ikh bet a tog vet kimen un frume froyen kenen singn,
frume froyen, lebn frume mener - di velt volt geveyn a sakh shener

Eshet chayil mee yimtza
Verachok mi’pninim michra
Batach ba lev baala
Veshalal lo yechsar

Sheker hachen,
Vehevel hayofi,
Isha yirat A-donay,
He tit'halal

Tnu la
Mipri yadeha,
Vi’yhaleluha