2 Tur 4 - Art1st_4 Übersetzung ins Englische

2 Tur 4

Dinliyosun ama sarmadı demi bu
Anlamiyosun çünkü atmadın iki tur

Yukardayiz homiecim belki duvarda
Dur durak bilmem rapim herkes dudakta
At gibiyim daima yemim yularda
Soğuk kapladı üşümek şuramda
Kaldır o kafanı geriye bak görmiyim öteden
Birkaç barım kaldı sabret deliye dönmeden
Yapabiliceksin elbet kafiye beni bölmeden
Ya da ölmeden gel kendini yere gömmeden
Bı de sövmeden konuşmak mı tercihin?

Sikim derdini uçuyo hürkuşların Vecihi
Yapmadım dediğini ve duymadım sesini
Evet derdiniz, biz soyleseydik bunların tersini

Dinliyosun ama sarmadı demi bu
Anlamiyosun çünkü atmadın iki tur

Açıktayız abicim sanki yularda
Sor sorak silmem terim kessek kan akmaz
Ak partiliyim karına derim kumarda
Sıcak patladı terim düşüncek sularda
Baldır bu kurşuna dizip de bam ölmeyiz öt hemen
Kırbaç harım kavdı az bekle seni eritcem
Tapabiliceksin sermek hadi be kelim dört hecem
Artist herif diyenin ağzına beton dökücem

Dinliyosun ama sarmadı demi bu
Anlamiyosun çünkü atmadın iki tur

2 Rounds 4

You're listening, but it's not hitting you, is it, baby?
You don't understand 'cause you haven't taken two rounds yet.

We're up high, homie, maybe on the wall.
I don't stop, my rap's on everyone's lips.
I'm like a stallion, my feed is always in abundance.
The cold has taken over, I feel the chill right here.
Lift your head back, don't let me see you from afar.
I have a few bars left, be patient before I go crazy.
You'll be able to do it eventually, rhyming without interrupting me.
Or come before you die, without burying yourself alive.
Is speaking without cursing your preference, girl?

Screw your problems, Vecihi Hürkuş is flying free.
I didn't do what you said and I didn't hear your voice.
Yeah, you were complaining, it would be different if we had said these things.

You're listening, but it's not hitting you, is it, babe?
You don't understand 'cause you haven't taken two rounds yet.

We're out in the open, bro, like in the fields.
Ask questions, I won't erase, my sweat doesn't bleed even if we cut it.
I'm with the AK Party, darling, I'll tell your wife while gambling.
My sweat exploded hot, thoughts in the waters.
This is a calf, even if you line us up and shoot, we won't die, sing immediately.
My whip bit, wait a little, I'll melt you.
You'll be able to worship, spread it out, come on, my word is four syllables.
I'll pour concrete into the mouth of anyone who calls me an artist.

You're listening, but it's not hitting you, is it, sweetheart?
You don't understand 'cause you haven't taken two rounds yet.