Paroles et traduction Allame - Teybim Çalar

Teybim Çalar

Sana galaksimden eziyet getirdim
Punch beynine park edildi
Taç aşkına kapılma senin gibi çoğu
Bu stile kapılarak un ufak edildi
Mic sende kalsın ayıp edersin
Beni tanıyan bilir homie sayko tersim
Bu bomba tesir eder ve resmin unutularak hikâye olursun

Gider ömründen ömür
Gördün mü ömründe yakından ölü?
Parçalara bölün evinin odalarına dağıl ömrünce sürün
Profesörü benim rapin üretelim hadi sömür
Rap ateşi sönük o mal için bi keşif olabilir aga Sahra çölü
Duman içi bölü rotan içi kömür aklının aldığı tarafıda holomenin uzak bu köyü!

Homolara tuzak bu ateş hattı
Ben sert değilim sen yumuşaksın
Batarya bir değil tam bin uşaktır
En sert adamın o pembe bıçaklı
Mes-tası benim o flowun aslı
Bu bi' tek sigara gibi koluna bastığın
Velhasıl hasta ruhlu mahallede namım underground'un yedi belası

Ben savaş öncesi asker taburu
Sen lirik akabinde kuluçkadaki tavuk
Posteri as evine bak avun
İdol aldığın MC benim ara bul
Zahmet etme bu ateş kavurur
Sana kapak oldu velet orospudaki gurur
İçimdeki cehennemi saklı tuttukça dünyanızdaki magma kurur

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

Senin cesaretin anca tuvalette geçer
Dolu bel emanetle gecen
Konu bi rivayette geçer
Çok önemli bir durum son derece
Bi de melekleri gör erkendir ecel düşün atlarken bunu pencereden
Emeklemekten vazgeç çünkü bi kara kalemle yaşamına son vericem

Vur her şeyi al, bu menşe'i rap'in, unut her şeyi mal
Kalp deştiğim elim ona karşı bi' can
Bana şartlar eşit içi boş bi yalan
Politikanda rejim, al kandır o mal, gel kanlı domal
Can çıktı dona, kaç kılıbık olan
Kancığına dolarlar bastık o sahte tacı terk et evini bastı Conan

Yine de masada kalır ederi ne verin o malın
Çok para koparır elim oldukça falın
Geri buldukça alın son çare bul ve gir al yeniden fare kapanı
Harem kapanır eder dar alanı
Damarına kalın gelir (geril)
Yakarım o gemileri gelip gözünün feri bal mumudur erir

Anafartada komutan benim ölüleri dizin kenara
Batarya bi simurg'tur emin ol
Kan verip on ton ağır bir cyborg yarattık en güçlüsü bize naylon
O dakka paydos bu Hip-Hop geçmişine kanlı ringteki en sert thai-box
Tanrılar savaşı bu fakat o korkaklar için ruhumda dirildi Kratos!

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

Battle sanat yapamadan elin kanar
Tarafını seç ol bela, bana flow etti selam
Tribün gol at der, ağlar havalanır yanar
Seni top, Hip-Hop'sa konu benim teybim çalar

My Tape Player Plays

I brought you torment from the galaxy
A punch parked in your brain
Don't fall for the love of the crown, many like you
Have been crushed by getting caught up in this style
Keep the mic, you'd be doing wrong
Those who know me know, homie, my psycho side is terrifying
This bomb takes effect and you become a story, forgotten

Life goes from your life
Have you ever seen a dead person up close?
Break into pieces, scatter into the rooms of your house, crawl for the rest of your life
My rap is the professor, let's produce and exploit, come on
The rap fire is dim, the Sahara Desert could be a discovery for that fool
Smoke inside, coal inside your route, the side your mind takes is far from this village, holomen!

This firing line is a trap for homies
I'm not hard, you're soft
The battery is not one, but a thousand servants
The toughest guy is the one with the pink knife
My flow is the original of this thing
This is like the first cigarette you press on your arm
In short, my name in the sick soul neighborhood is the seven plagues of the underground

I'm the army battalion before the war
You are the chicken in the incubator after the lyric
Hang the poster in your house, look and be comforted
The MC you idolize, find me
Don't bother, this fire will burn you
It became a cover for you, kid, the pride in a whore
As long as I keep the hell inside me hidden, the magma in your world dries up

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays

Your courage only passes in the toilet
The night is full of trust
The subject passes in a narration
A very important situation, extremely
And it's too early to see the angels, think of death as you jump out the window
Give up sucking because I'm going to end your life with a black pencil

Hit everything, take this origin of rap, forget everything, fool
My hand that pierced the heart is a life against it
Equal conditions for me are an empty lie
The regime in your politics, take it, fool that fool, come and fall bloody
Life is gone, frozen, how cowardly
We put dollars in his cunt, leave that fake crown, Conan raided his house

Still, what's its worth, stay at the table, what do you give that fool
My hand makes a lot of money, quite a fortune
Find the last resort, get in and take the mousetrap again
The harem closes, makes the area narrow
It comes thick to your vein (stretch)
I'll burn those ships, the light in your eyes is beeswax, it melts

I'm the commander in Anafarta, line up the dead to the side
The battery is a simurg, be sure
We created a ten-ton heavy cyborg by giving blood, the strongest is nylon to us
That minute is over, this Hip-Hop is the hardest Thai-box in the bloody ring in the past
This is a war of the gods, but for the cowards, Kratos is resurrected in my soul!

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays

Your hand bleeds before you can do battle art
Choose your side, be trouble, the flow greeted me
The stands say score a goal, cry, show off, burn
You're a ball, if it's Hip-Hop, my tape player plays