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Group information Group name: Emperors
Group members: MC* Maniac and his world
Group's date and place of birth: 1/10/2001, Netherlands
Group members' dates and places of birth: MC* Manyak 1 / 08 / '00 Turkey Facts Name: Hakan
Date and place of birth: 21 / 10 / '83 ( 17 ) Netherlands / West Brabant / Bergen op Zoom Why Turkish Rap? I first encountered Turkish Rap (like everyone else) in 1995. By chance, I listened to a cassette my cousin bought, and I immediately loved the first part of the first song, the phrase "crazy Turk from hell." For the first time, I understood what it meant to be Turkish, albeit in a strange way. At first, I didn't know if I was Turkish or foreign; I only knew about those blonde kids who wanted us to be at school on Santa's birthday. Why? I didn't know. I'd ask them, and they'd only give me this answer: "You're not like us." What does that mean? I'm not like them? I'm a human too, not some monster or something. And of course, like every child, I wanted to be like them. I wanted to think like them and be "free" like them. It drove me crazy that younger kids were outside after 8 o'clock. And I'd ask my father why they were outside. He would give a short but sharp answer: "They are Dutch." This answer confused me quite a bit, but I still couldn't bring myself to ask my father, "So what?" These kinds of thoughts kept haunting me until 1995. Cartel's meaningless yet powerful words had a significant impact on me. I slowly began to understand the meaning of "Turk." Phrases like "What's a 'Gavur' anyway?" entered my mind. And when I went to boarding school in Turkey and took history classes there, I fully understood the meaning of "Turk." The Turks, as they call them, were a race that had once conquered almost the entire world, and are still spread throughout the world. Turks have a religion, customs, honor, and pride. The "Gavurs" (non-Muslims) have almost none of these. These are the kinds of people who stand by while their sisters kiss their boyfriends, even introducing them to their sisters (just in case it helps). Their daughters aren't even around here, so how can these people be so cruel and thoughtless in their mockery of us, trying to hurt us? Before I could even ask why we weren't doing anything, in 1997 I discovered Karakan on a friend's phone. The first question I asked was, "Cartel? Oh, the newest one?" (As if fate had deliberately given that cassette to that kid). I immediately took it from my friend and listened to it... “Get out, skinhead?!?” What does that even mean? Listen a little longer, “Infidel!!!!”. When I returned to the Netherlands in 1997, I went to the school with the most Turks (Lage Meren). The older students there had practically established a "throne." The Dutch were like our prisoners, showing us full respect. I had reached the point where if I needed a cigarette, they'd say, "Come here!" and offer me one, and I'd say, "Get lost, give me all of them!" Ten skinheads couldn't just come and beat me up and leave. First, they'd look at me, think, "Ah, this is a Turk," and then they'd shut up... Actually, if I had just written "Cartel" at the beginning of this article, the real Cartel members would have understood me... Despite what I've written, not all of them are like that; there are also those who grew up with Turks and are like Turks, let's not forget that. Of course, there are also those who smile to your face and stab you in the back, but that disease, for some reason, exists in some of our Turks as well. I only have one thing to say to them: 'May God save you.' Emperors MP3 Emperors – Emperors (instrumental)
Emperors – Ugrasa Ugrasa (Paranoia)
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