With only two YouTube videos, various features and a handful of rhymes, Mohamed El Moussaoui catapulted himself from the deepest Aachen underground into the collective consciousness of an entire nation last year. MoTrip is what his scene has been waiting for so long in vain: a rapper who combines the best of his predecessors - creating something original and in an overwhelming way. Now his debut album Embryo appears.

For a debut album, "Embryo" sounds amazingly mature. Thoughtful songs hold the scales with those where you just want to jump into the next available BMW, push through the accelerator pedal and turn the system up to the stop. Sometimes MoTrip triggers feelings in his listeners "that change you sustainably like spring in Arab countries". Sometimes he detaches himself from gravity and flies through Earth's atmosphere like an astronaut on an overdose of adrenaline. His haunting, slightly nasal voice harmonises impressively with the ingenious beats of Berlin producers Paul NZA and Numarek.

So MoTrip raps on embryo of family and friendship. Of dreams and faith. From failed relationships and everyday oppression and why you should never let yourself be carried away like a feather in the wind despite everything. They are classic, big themes. But MoTrip does not use the hollow pathos of so many colleagues. The industry-standard heart/pain logic replaces the professing perfectionist with actually concise images, a fine singing voice and a nested rhyming tablet: "I wear my heart on the right spot, this is more than right rap. First and foremost, you have to be honest as a human being. Because if we were all honest, we would have been done with the work here for a long time / but unfortunately God God is the trutrutruheit hier schon lang beerdigt / Ich schau's mir an und merke, die Menschen sind verloren / Ich hab den Schlüssel herier, doch meine Hände sind erfroren." MoTrip itself speaks of "bleeding songs": "When you talk about important things in life, then you have to feel that too. I know that in my music I give away a lot of me, make me vulnerable in some way. But that doesn't matter to me. Many rappers forget to remain themselves by success. But I always want to be primarily human." The claim that he lives to scribble on the sheet - you believe it every second.

"And even if you pack me in the bottom drawer, I come up at the end / I write until the amniotic bubble bursts - embryo.

1. Know
2. King
3. Feather in the wind
4. Writing, writing.
5. Triptheory / My Rhymes & I feat. Marsimoto
6. The question is when
7. Everything I wanted
8. Diary
9. Channel with grips.
10. Gorilla feat. El Moussaoui
11. art
12. nightmare
13. We
14. Chain reaction feat. Joka & Silla
15. How time runs
16. embryo
17. Intro / I start at the end