Lyrics and translation Ace Hood - The Cypher, Pt. 2

The Cypher, Pt. 2

Anıl Piyancı
Bugün hiphop için kaldır eli bizde star yok
Kulak parçalar punchlarım dinle stereo
Beni korkutmaz 15'lik gangster boy
Ka ka kan ister o sanki van nistelrooy
Elimde beşti şimdi oldu 10 liste p**
Gelip saldırın edin beni poliste linç
Eğer kan içmek istiyosan orkid'ten iç
Hiphop cahili haberi yok boe b den hiç,
Bütün gün düşündün söyle neymiş ün'e çözümü
Beni kıskanma belki güreş çözülür
Battle bi güreş al baba küre sözlüğü
Çirkinsin yakışmaz sana güneş gözlüğü
Yanımdan ayırmadım mp3 ve kulaklık
Eğer konu müzikse hiphop bi kuran'dır
Tanrı sana vermemiş bu konuda kul hakkı
Senden rapçi değil gelin olur telli duvaklı
Yeri gelir müzik sert muş tası yarar
Senin yumruğun etkisi kuş kası kadar
Benim boynumda hiphop'ın muskası aga
Ama malesef bu işinde ustası para
Araf
Rap garip bi illet artık yani gül ve dikeni gibi
Rap çeşmesi Brooklyn de onu kulaktan içeni bilir
İçeri girin yazılı yoklama var şimdi hiphop'tan
Kaldırılsın kitaplar kanaat notunda pikaptan
Neyse yaz bakalım satır başı birinci sorun
Sizde rapçi olunur mu dinlemeden Bizzy Bone'u
Sessiz olun sınavdayız yaz altına ikinci sorun
Sevgi olurmuydu olmasaydı Bob'un peace and love'u
Sorular da bu kadar şimdi hemen başlayın
Olum otur bakim sen ne yaramaz bi haytasın
Kopya çeken weck olursa Ais müdür de rhymelanır
Sonra disiplin var ondan sonrasında bay canım
Sınav süreniz üç dakika bi dakikası gitti bile
Şimdi tren gibi hissettim be yok mu hiçbi bilen
Gidin doğru disipline müdürle konuşun bakalım bi
Oda size öğretsin şu rhymelarını dizip yine
3KHood
I'm in the hood real deep where as gangstas creep,
Rollin up a blunt smokin' that gangsta whip,
All I need is T-H-C baby mama with me,
Suckin' on my Dick for free, cause I don't pay for shit
I'm high on the daily, F*** that b**** owe me, you better pay me
Cause 3K HOOD run this gangsta shit, and I smoke like its my last day to live
Big drama Imma ride for life, my chronic is my bitch so imma keep her tight
Close grip like that clip that I'm pushing through my banger
Im the type to get high and bang on a stranger
Fall Back into the street and ride slow, turn on that corner pass some po-po
For a pound thats gettin ready for distribution, big drama, I cant lie, Im usin'
Şehinşah
Şeyn Şeyn!
Alnındaki kara leke cennetin etiketi
Delik eli ezik eti dilinde bi kelime
Bilinmezin eşiğinde yetişti şeyn
Eşine yüzyılda bir rastlanan dahiler
Eşit eşiğine.
Yenilmeyi sev hep yenemeyiz
Yine de deneyeceğiz
Hepimiz bu gemideyiz
Denize döküleceğiz
Deneye deneğiz.
Eve dönemeyeceğiz.
Demedi demeyin
El ele gebereceğiz
REHİN!!!
Main stream e meyil ediyosan
REHİN!!!
Gerçeği tv den teyit ediyosan.
REHİN!!!
Vekilin emdiğinde seyir ediyosan.
Senin rehine beynin şerre rey veriyosan
EĞİL!!!
Devrim için epeydir el eteğim
Eleyip eleyimde kelepir kelimeleri
Geleyim dedim.
çelik yeleği neyleyim ölüm meleğine yeğim.
özümsenen değerleri yerle bir edelim GELİN!!!

The Cypher, Pt. 2

Anil Piyanci
Raise your hand for hip-hop today, we have no stars here
Listen to my ear-splitting punchlines in stereo
A 15-year-old gangster boy doesn't scare me
He wants blood, like he's Van Nistelrooy
I had five, now I have ten lists of b**ches
Come and attack me, get me lynched by the police
If you want to drink blood, drink from Orchid
The hip-hop ignorant has no idea about Boe B
You've been thinking all day, tell me what's the solution to fame
Don't envy me, maybe wrestling will solve it
Battle, a wrestling match, take the dictionary of spheres, dad
You're ugly, sunglasses don't suit you
I never leave my side without my mp3 and headphones
If the topic is music, hip-hop is a Quran
God hasn't given you the right to do this
You're not a rapper, you're a bride with a veil
Sometimes the music is harsh, it hits like a fist
Your punch has the impact of a bird's muscle
I have the amulet of hip-hop around my neck, aga
But unfortunately, money is the master of this business
Araf
Rap is a strange disease, like a rose and its thorns
The fountain of rap is in Brooklyn, those who drink from its ear know
Come in, there's a written roll call from hip-hop now
Let the books be lifted on the record player in the opinion grade
Anyway, let's write down the first problem at the beginning of the line
Can you be a rapper without listening to Bizzy Bone?
Be quiet, we're in an exam, write down the second problem
Would there be love if Bob's peace and love didn't exist?
That's all the questions, start now
Dude, sit down, you're such a naughty brat
If Weck cheats, Ais, the principal, will also rhyme
Then there's discipline, and then goodbye, my dear
Your exam time is three minutes, one minute has already gone
I feel like a train now, isn't there anyone who knows?
Go to the right discipline, talk to the principal
He'll teach you how to line up your rhymes again
3KHood
I'm in the hood real deep where as gangstas creep,
Rollin up a blunt smokin' that gangsta whip,
All I need is T-H-C baby mama with me,
Suckin' on my Dick for free, cause I don't pay for shit
I'm high on the daily, F*** that b**** owe me, you better pay me
Cause 3K HOOD run this gangsta shit, and I smoke like its my last day to live
Big drama Imma ride for life, my chronic is my bitch so imma keep her tight
Close grip like that clip that I'm pushing through my banger
Im the type to get high and bang on a stranger
Fall Back into the street and ride slow, turn on that corner pass some po-po
For a pound thats gettin ready for distribution, big drama, I cant lie, Im usin'
Şehinşah
Şeyn Şeyn!
The black mark on your forehead is the label of heaven
A hole, a bruised hand, a word on your tongue
Şeyn grew up on the verge of the unknown
Geniuses rarely seen in a century
Equal to its threshold.
Always love to lose, we can't always win
We'll try again though
We're all on this ship
We're gonna spill into the sea
We'll try and try again.
We won't be able to go home.
Don't say I didn't tell you
We'll die hand in hand
HOSTAGE!!!
If you're leaning towards the mainstream
HOSTAGE!!!
If you're confirming the truth from TV.
HOSTAGE!!!
If you're watching at the deputy's command.
You're a hostage, your brain is voting for evil
BOW!!!
I've been hand in hand for the revolution for a long time
Sifting and choosing cheap words in my sieve
I said I'd come.
What do I do with a steel vest, I'm the angel of death's nephew.
Let's destroy the assimilated values, COME ON!!!