Haus im Meer (Intro) Lyrics (English Translation) – badmómzjay

[Intro]
If you build a house in the middle of the sea, between the waves
A roar lingers over the applause
Do I retreat or do I leave?
For either choice, I would’ve needed you
You think it’s low tide with me, but the flood’s inside my head
And in the deep waters, you learn to swim
Push off from the boat, back to the top

[Verse 1]
Two years no music, just panic, fear, kidney-stabbing pain
Deleted every post, even the ones with a winning smile

Are you the youngest number one among all female rappers?
With growing success, does your mind get weaker too?
Yeah, it was all new to me
Badmómzjay tough outside, but Jordy won’t get stronger in crises
Lost a few friends, two real-love relationships
Three times my mind, four potential in-laws
The irony—could rap whole albums about healing
But when it’s about me, my thoughts spin pirouettes again
And when you finally realize you never face yourself
It’s time to get your ass into therapy
I learned there why I am the way I am
Broke the traumas I had since I was a kid
Panic’s there, but it doesn’t define me—it’s fine
That’s why I accept things the way they are
That’s why I don’t act different when you’re watching
Maybe rubies are born from diamonds under pressure
I look in the mirror, even losses show me chances
That’s why I speak openly about my abortion
That’s why I speak even knowing critics will come
Even if no one plays this damn song at their parties
And that’s why I talk about what happens to women
‘Cause bro, femicides happen every single day now
Don’t care if every alpha man boos me
My moves are the antidote to your moves
In the ebb, I learned from grief and rage

So now this album brings you the flood

[Verse 2]
Long enough it was, “Stay humble, Jordy”
Two years of therapy, oh God, I’m a different Jordy
Don’t take my kindness for weakness, switch to attack mode, Jordy
And if you’ve got no respect, then fear Jordy from now on
I’m going hunting, shawty
So en vogue, even Anna Wintour thinks I’m cool
You’re not making big steps, still stuck in kid shoes (Aha)
Same team as always, friendship over business moves
That’s why I never walk alone, like Liverpool fans, yeah
In my downtime, I make moves you wouldn’t believ
rand deals pushing a mil, but I’m chill about it
Sold-out tours, flying ‘round the world, barely home, man
The breaks I take? You’d be burned out long before
Big mouth at the Bambi, see me repping rap
Yet the press writes, I show Ayliva no respect
I wish her well, but seems no one understands
No Hip-Hop award? Then nothing to celebrate for me
Nothing new, fu*k, I know the criticism
Funny how you don’t read this s*it about men
Roll with Farid, suddenly I’m no longer the feminist queen
But only one woman in Germany makes banger music
You act like “girls support girls,” but only for features
Support here? Only from Lori, Juju, and Nina
Sis, tell me, why do the men on my team
Do more for female rap than your embarrassing divas (Haha)
See, my crew is strong for quality, not quota (Look)
Applies to the beauty line, brand deals, every verse
My business is more diverse than a damn rainbow
I make mixed hacks like Tommi Schmitt and Felix Lobrecht
You rap playback and you’re proud of it
But for a seventy-euro ticket, there’s nothing useful from you, ah
Savas stays king, but I think German rap (Okay)
Needs a mother to tell it when to come home
Don’t care if the first single blows, I don’t do finger food
I bring a whole album, record-breaking like Guinness
Symbol for every woman out there searching for her voic
erman rap needs lifeboats, BMJ, I am the flood