Lyrics and translation Tolga Kahraman - Party

Party

Yürüyolar' karanlık dar sokaklarda
İşlenen tüm suçlar üstüne kalca'k
Adaleti sağlar, yasa dışı yollar (he)
Tarafını seç, el verdik gençlere kafanıza sıkca'k
Karışır mahalle, karışır işler
Kazası belası on sene döşek
El kadar çocuklar eroine düşer, edi bese
Çek kenara ya da bariyere dal
Bu ne biçim iş böyle, kariyere bak
Ne çözdüysek dayı yarı yarıya
Çek sokakta halay var çar yar yar
Hah! Bak hele amca, ellerde dönerler, yüzde maske var
Namertin olursa yeraltı yollar, onu vurmak bel altı olmaz

(Ha-ha!)
Hayatın elinden aldıkları var (çaldıkları var)
Bu dünya hain, her yani zalim, mazlumlara dar(kansızlara kâr)
Suç senin kaderin, makineyi al
Elinde gençliğin, tetiğine bas
Özgürlük uzak, sevda dört duvar
Tutar anneler yas (yas)
(Ha-ha!)

Hayatın elinden aldıkları var (çaldıkları var)
Bu dünya hain, her yani zalim, mazlumlara dar(kansızlara kâr)
Suç senin kaderin, makineyi al
Elinde gençliğin, tetiğine bas
Özgürlük uzak, sevda dört duvar
Tutar anneler yas (yas)

Kinaye yapıyorum, hitabe değil
Cinayet var ama bi' tane değil
Çünkü ihanet hikeye değil
Tesbih salla, at yalanı sikeyim
Azrail çok beyefendidir
Kan ile dolmuş taşmış değil
Dağlara taşlara ektiğin zehir
Fark ederse amınakoyim deyin
Yirmi kişiyle döneceğiz deyin
Metamfetamin, bonzai, eroin satan hainleri öldürün gelin
Sigarayı yalayın, döndürün derim
Stres, bi' de adrenalin
Mürekkep değil kan yazıyor kalemim
Bir yanda kalaşnikof mermileri, bi' de dev aynasındaki abilerin

(Ha-ha!)
Hayatın elinden aldıkları var (çaldıkları var)
Bu dünya hain, her yani zalim, mazlumlara dar(kansızlara kâr)
Suç senin kaderin, makineyi al
Elinde gençliğin, tetiğine bas
Özgürlük uzak, sevda dört duvar
Tutar anneler yas (yas)

(Ha-ha!)
Hayatın elinden aldıkları var (çaldıkları var)
Bu dünya hain, her yani zalim, mazlumlara dar(kansızlara kâr)
Suç senin kaderin, makineyi al
Elinde gençliğin, tetiğine bas
Özgürlük uzak, sevda dört duvar
Tutar anneler yas (yas)

Party

Walking in the dark narrow streets.
All the committed crime shall be left on you.
Providing the justice, by illegal way (hey).
Pick your side, lend a hand to the young ones, blows your head.
The district mixes, everything mixes.
The consequence, trouble of it, bed for ten years.
Young kids get addicted to the heroin, that's enough.
Pull over to the side or hit the barrier.
What kind of job is this? Look at your career.
Whatever we solved dude, fifty-fifty.
Pull in the street, a dance, çar yar yar.
Hah! Look at that uncle, they are spinning in hands, their faces are masked.
Underground ways to be a coward, shooting is unfair.

(Ha-ha!)
There are those that life has taken from (stolen from).
This world is treacherous, everywhere is tyranny, tightens on the oppressed (profit to the bloodthirsty).
Crime is your destiny, take the gun.
Your youth is in your hand, pull the trigger.
Freedom is far, love has four walls.
Hold the mourning mothers (mourning).
(Ha-ha!)

There are those that life has taken from (stolen from).
This world is treacherous, everywhere is tyranny, tightens on the oppressed (profit to the bloodthirsty).
Crime is your destiny, take the gun.
Your youth is in your hand, pull the trigger.
Freedom is far, love has four walls.
Hold the mourning mothers (mourning).

I talk in parable, not an address.
There is murder, but not just one.
Because betrayal is not a story.
Wave the prayer beads, say a lie, screw you.
The angel of death is very charming.
Not completely filled with blood.
The poison you sowed in the mountains and stone.
If it matters, you son of a bitch.
We'll be back with twenty people.
Kill those who sell methamphetamine, bonzai, heroin, come on.
I tell you, lick the cigarette, and turn it around.
Stress, and also adrenalin.
Not ink, it's blood that my pen writes.
On one side, there are bullets of Kalashnikov, and in the other, the big brothers on the mirror, on the other side.

(Ha-ha!)
There are those that life has taken from (stolen from).
This world is treacherous, everywhere is tyranny, tightens on the oppressed (profit to the bloodthirsty).
Crime is your destiny, take the gun.
Your youth is in your hand, pull the trigger.
Freedom is far, love has four walls.
Hold the mourning mothers (mourning).

(Ha-ha!)
There are those that life has taken from (stolen from).
This world is treacherous, everywhere is tyranny, tightens on the oppressed (profit to the bloodthirsty).
Crime is your destiny, take the gun.
Your youth is in your hand, pull the trigger.
Freedom is far, love has four walls.
Hold the mourning mothers (mourning).