Yeah… Hasan…
Long shadow in the light,
You know what it is,
This ain’t no game…

Hasan, Hasan, your shadow’s long
Step inside the room, all the envy gone
Silver in your veins, daddy with the shine
Turkish bloodline, heavy on my mind
I worked Istanbul, I know those rules
Street respect deep, nothin’ like the fools
Every flex you drop, yeah, it feels illegal
But you the blueprint, the first, original
Sweat beads glow on a chest that’s proud
Crowd fall silent when you move too loud
Jealous ones talk, but they fade in smoke
You laugh in their face, leave ‘em broke, a joke
Antipiker haters, they stay behind
Doggo at your feet, one of a kind
Tokyo burnin’ when you twist your frame
Global heatwave when they chant your name
From shy kid clips on the old site days
To the club eruptin’, lost in your gaze

Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Dancin’ in my mind, fever stayin’ on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
The only place you’re a terrorist is in my bedroom
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Daddy got the moves, and you turn me on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Long arms, big charm, all night long

Sweat drops fall, and the bassline hit
Lights dim low, we ain’t stoppin’ it
Frame so tall when you lean my way
Confession drip slow, make the night decay
Heartbeat quick, but I lose control
Every grin you throw, let the tension roll
Austin whisper, tryna block the sound
But you and me know where the truth is found
Agenda locked tight, but he won’t get through
The door closed shut, I belong with you
Grey streak fire, young flame inside
No second guest star, no split divide
You blaze the floor while the world look on
This fever spread till the night is gone

Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Dancin’ in my mind, fever stayin’ on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
The only place you’re a terrorist is in my bedroom
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Daddy got the moves, and you turn me on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
The only crown I trust when the lights come on

Whispers in the dark, neon burn my eyes
Every touch electric, every breath a lie
Break the glass silence, Austin fade away
This is raw devotion, not a game to play
City lights stutter, bodies intertwine
Two shadows merge, one pulse, one line
New chapter written, no scripts, no shame
Pink sky crackle when you call my name

Missed beats flip, but the rhythm stay strong
Your arms surround, keep the night too long
Jealous talk dead, they can’t define
This fever rise, it was built for time
Concrete shake under every step
Global signal that the world respect
From the block to the stream, your voice cut clear
Underground thunder, I can feel you near
Terror talk weak, in the sheets you reign
Bedroom kingdom where you break the chain
Fame on the net, but the heart stay raw
Every move divine, no mistake, no flaw
Grey in your hair, but the fire don’t fade
Crown on your chest, empire you made
Austin’s ghost still knockin’ outside
But the night’s ours, and I won’t divide
Hasan, Hasan, stand tall, relentless
This throne too big, but you fit, tremendous

Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Dancin’ in my mind, fever stayin’ on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
The only place you’re a terrorist is in my bedroom
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
Daddy got the moves, and you turn me on
Hasan, Hasan, Hasan,
This fire, this crown, till the break of dawn

Daddy… yeah…
Leave the ghost outside…
It’s just you and me…
All night…

Hasan Piker Fever (Experimental Hip Hop reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Hasan Piker Fever (Experimental Hip Hop reload)

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