Lyrics and translation Hidra feat. Matinée - El filo

El filo

Üstadınızın tek derdi para pul
Hoş değil yapılan boş geliyor bana bu
Hoşt! Demedik itine kıskandu kurusu piç
Seni ne gerdi kardeşimin duruşu
Karı gibisiniz alın piyasa sizin
Bana bırakın bebeleri bebn çok çıktım yokuşu
Konuşana bakın hele sik pembesi
Sen olamazsın Hidra'nın cebindeki kuruşu
Teknik bol, vakit çok, rakip yok, hiphop hep kanımda
Rapin bol pantolon değil asıl olay garip bu durum
Kickbox, Wushu, Muay Thai duruşum
Bu en kral oluşum
Yok yerimiz sana dar buralar
Biz yaralım sen git kapı arala
Kör göze T.O.M.A'yla punch yarası acımam
Götverenin yedi ceddi de kanasım
Tribe gir sen gene sana doluyuz
Tripple double al sana double rhyme arayan
Biz aştık oraları sanma bizi hiphop varisi
Kurtta çok burada ama yok vadisi
Senden anca olur ev hanımı lan
Yumuşak stilin aynı tel kadayıf ve
Bana laf atan adamı hadım ederim
Bunu bile bile ger ortamı bak bakalım (bak bakayım)
Kimin eli kimin cebinde ve kimin gözü yere bakacak kiminkiside gözünde
Lan bebeleri kan tutar savaş alanı burası
Mal adama bakın helşe bana deli deyip it yerine koyun salar üstüme
Akıllı da sanarsın ama akışına bırakırım
Yakışanı yapın hadi
Sözünüzde durun hadi
Adam olup gelin hadi
Bana hakkım olanı verin hadi!
Nakarat (Dilkeş)
Rep mi pek, kimisi pek dönek, tek bu tek
Stili gel de tekmele
Çalmaz bunu bi diskotek
Tek bu rhyme tek bi teknikle sende sendele
(Hidra)
Seni pislik akbaba
Şimdi bak bana
Karardık artık bir kitap kadar
İntikam kadar hisli dakkalar
Hiphop İstanbul, İzmir, Ankara
Hid garip lirikli ve manik bi tip
Hidra kim? biraz Titanik gibi
Kim panik? Kilitli ve kalibre pit
Bu kalemdeki her punch vakitle hit
Seni minik sidikli hid lirik biriktirip,
Iliklerindeki minik perini bile silik bi tip yapar
Elektrik gibi çarpar, Devamı gerekli mi?
Bi kerede bu kaleme rastla, Ancak
Kalemine kalabilir hasta, Hatta
Haremine dalabilir orada
Bi karadelik açıp içeriye girer, Wassup
Kalitenin adı biziz haspam
Bu müziği ileriye götürecek aslanlar biziz
Ama geri dönüşü mü? Asla!
Kaliteniz iyi ama görünüşü paspal
Gerizekalı, seni eline kağıdı, kalemi alanı işinin eri mi sandın?
Yeap, eline sağlık rap
Yeni bi salgın hep hücrelerine bide derine saldık
Hadi verin hesabı bana, rapin azabı buda
Deli kazağım ve benim deli zamanım
Peki beni ne sandın?
Gidip eline saldır
Hiphop ateşinin alevini evine saldım
Karalama kara bula bizi.Git o karadula.
Karala nakaratını, karı yada para bulan arıyolar ama bulamıyolar
O maratona çıkın ama bi kelime diyim adım Maradona
Aga kara puma gibi koşuyor bu para bula
Bana sıra gelecek o gecede bi babazula
Emineme göre bu flow bi kasatura
Sama lama duma duma
Nakarat(Dilkeş)
Rep mi pek, kimisi pek dönek, tek bu tek
Stili gel de tekmele
Çalmaz bunu bi diskotek
Tek bu rhyme tek bi teknikle sende sendele
(Hidra)
Seni pislik akbaba
Şimdi bak bana
Karardık artık bir kitap kadar
İntikam kadar hisli dakkalar
Hiphop İstanbul, İzmir, Ankara

The Edge

Your master's only concern is money
What's being done isn't cool, it feels empty to me
Hey! We didn't shoo your dog away, you jealous jerk
What tenses you up about my brother's stance?
You're like bitches, take the market, it's yours
Leave the babies to me, baby, I've climbed the hill too much
Look who's talking, a damn pink
You can't even be the penny in Hidra's pocket
Plenty of technique, plenty of time, no opponent, hip-hop's always in my blood
Rap isn't baggy pants, the real deal is this strange situation
Kickboxing, Wushu, Muay Thai, that's my stance
This is the most royal formation
There's no room for you here, it's tight
We're the wound, you go open the door
To the blind eye, a punch wound with T.O.M.A, I show no mercy
I'll make the snitch's seven generations bleed
Tribe, you get in again, we're full of you
Triple double, here's to the one searching for double rhymes
We've surpassed those levels, don't think we're hip-hop heirs
There are plenty of wolves here, but no valley
You're only good as a housewife, man
Your soft style is like tel kadayıf and
I'll castrate the man who talks smack to me
Knowing this, escalate the situation, see (see)
Whose hand is in whose pocket and whose eyes will look down, and whose eyes will be on you
Yo, the babies crave blood, this is a battlefield
Look at the fool, he calls me crazy and treats me like a dog, unleashing them on me
You might think he's smart, but I'll let it flow
Do what's right, come on
Keep your word, come on
Be a man, come on
Give me what's rightfully mine, come on!
Chorus (Dilkeş)
Is it rap or something, some are quite two-faced, this is unique
Come and kick the style
No disco will play this
This rhyme, with a single technique, will make you stumble
(Hidra)
You filthy vulture
Now look at me
We've become as dark as a book
Moments as emotional as revenge
Hip-hop Istanbul, Izmir, Ankara
Hid, strange lyrics, and a manic type
Who is Hidra? A bit like the Titanic
Who's panicking? Locked and loaded caliber pit
Every punch in this pen becomes a hit with time
You tiny, piss-soaked hid, collecting lyrics,
I'll make even the tiny fairy in your marrow a faded figure
It hits like electricity, is a continuation necessary?
Just encounter this pen once, but
Your pen can get sick, even
It can dive into the harem there
It opens a black hole and enters, Wassup
We are the name of quality, my friend
We are the lions who will take this music forward
But a return? Never!
Your quality is good, but the appearance is shabby
Idiot, did you think anyone who picks up a pen and paper is a master of their craft?
Yeap, good job rap
A new epidemic, we've released it into your cells and deep within
Come on, give me the bill, this is the torment of rap
My crazy sweater and my crazy time
So what did you think I was?
Go and attack the hand
I've released the flames of hip-hop fire into your home
Slander, slander, find us. Go to that black widow.
Slander your chorus, they're looking for a wife or money but they can't find it
Go to that marathon, but let me tell you one word, my name is Maradona
Aga, this money finder runs like a black puma
My turn will come that night, a babazula
According to Eminem, this flow is a kasatura
Sama lama duma duma
Chorus(Dilkeş)
Is it rap or something, some are quite two-faced, this is unique
Come and kick the style
No disco will play this
This rhyme, with a single technique, will make you stumble
(Hidra)
You filthy vulture
Now look at me
We've become as dark as a book
Moments as emotional as revenge
Hip-hop Istanbul, Izmir, Ankara