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Özel Piyade - Live at Potsdam Lindenpark

Dünya 6 milyar yaşında, nazi ideolojisi başında
Bu sayfa kapanacak, taranacak,
Boka batırılacak (bastır!) Sokaklar kan yerine rap kokacak
İki plak uğruna sabahlanacak
Şöpörler ton balığımışçasına yakalanacak
Berrak sular boka batmayacak!
El verince yürek isteyenler
Kafatasını kıymalayan ritmlerı tashih edecek
Sizler müzisyenleri kurşuna diziverin lütfen
Bu rap, her şoparın kelleye gülle
Elleme dokunma pislik uzak dur
Kokuyosun, çatıyosun, yanlış cengaverin hüsranına uğruyosun
Batı berlın rap tosun
Biıze destek vermeyene kosun
Hiç olmazsa yolumuz mezarımız olsun
Anamın gözlerı kanla dolsun!

Tirpidin, çapa, makinalı tüfek
Kes yaygarayı olursun biftek
Yek bu alemde batı berlin rapi
Nedense biziz kral özel piyade

Us dışı, buz kışı, ufkunda ışık arayan her şaşı rapçinin ilacı
M-60, M4A1 söz konusu taciz
Sizler karga beyinli aciz
Bir mimozacasına naciz
Herkes nazi, sen türkü sööle bazı bazı
Neden kuyumcu olur şazıment'(mentol) ol
Sigarası misali Raplerinle sıktın gari (sus)
Tuna nehri'nden selam getirenlerin...
Kafaları bali bulunacak ali
Helikopterle villa tarayacak
Kafaya nacak palamla kol bacak
Derken boynuna saplanan bıçak
Fuat kaçak kaçık kel kafaya tarak
Mik Baba'yla bağırsaklarına atak
Dirhemlik atarım, görsem karabatak

Tirpidin, çapa, makinalı tüfek
Kes yaygarayı olursun biftek
Yek bu alemde batı berlin rapi
Nedense biziz kral özel piyade

Kasavet çöktü, kan döktü, rap diş söktü
Öksüzün kucağına düştü
Rüştü gibi top tuttu, düştü
Kimsesizler liginde akbabalar üşüştü
Önbilimcilik, pabucu ters giydirdik
Mahsur bırakan biz değilmiydik
Muhabbet geyik, müebbet hapis
Zoka yutan yutan onca lapin
Telecafede ver bi kabin
Yan cebin rüşvetçesine yemin
Nette ödeşme bekleyen kopil
Kökünü kuruturum lan, bunu bil
Cartel'i aklından sil
Ozan aymettin yakında rapçek
Fil iz peşinde maceradan cehenneme paça kelle
Bu rap elle yazılır, belle mezar kazılır
Salaporya hücumbotla yarılır
Yerde yüzüne tükürüp, sikine sarılır
Fuat ruh hastası sanılır
Yanlış hürriyet rap diye tanımlanır
Dürbünlü panzerin kanındadır

Tirpidin, çapa, makinalı tüfek
Kes yaygarayı olursun biftek
Yek bu alemde batı berlin rapi
Nedense biziz kral özel piyade

Special Infantry - Live at Potsdam Lindenpark

The world is 6 billion years old, with Nazi ideology at its head
This page will be closed, scanned,
Dipped in shit (press it!) Streets will smell of rap instead of blood
People will stay up all night for two records
Chauffeurs will be caught like tuna
Clear waters will not be dipped in shit!
Those who want a heart when they lend a hand
Will correct the rhythms that crush the skull
Please line up the musicians and shoot them
This rap is a bullet to every poser's head
Don't touch me, filth, stay away
You stink, you're noisy, you're heading towards the wrong warrior's frustration
West Berlin rap bull
Run to those who don't support us
At least let our path be our grave
May my mother's eyes be filled with blood!

Meth, hoe, machine gun
Stop the noise, you'll become a steak
One in this world is West Berlin rap
For some reason, we are the king, the special infantry

Unusual, ice winter, the cure for every confused rapper looking for light on the horizon
M-60, M4A1 harassment in question
You are crow-brained and helpless
As weak as a mimosa
Everyone's a Nazi, sing a folk song sometimes
Why be a jeweler, be a menthol
You choked the poor guy (shut up) with your raps like a cigarette
Those who bring greetings from the Danube River...
Their heads will be found bald, Ali
The helicopter will scan the villa
Arms and legs with a cleaver to the head
Then a knife stuck in your neck
Fuat, runaway, comb to the bald head
Attack on his guts with Mik Baba
I throw a dirham, if I see a cormorant

Meth, hoe, machine gun
Stop the noise, you'll become a steak
One in this world is West Berlin rap
For some reason, we are the king, the special infantry

Gloom descended, blood spilled, rap lost its teeth
It fell into the lap of the orphan
He caught the ball like Rüştü, he fell
Vultures swarmed in the league of the lonely
Futurism, we put the shoe on the wrong foot
Weren't we the ones who stranded them?
Chat deer, life imprisonment
So many rabbits swallowing zoka
Give me a cabin at the internet cafe
Your side pocket is an oath like a bribe
A copycat waiting for payment online
I'll dry up your roots, man, know this
Erase the cartel from your mind
Ozan Aymettin will rap soon
Fil iz on the trail of adventure from hell to head and neck
This rap is written by hand, a grave is dug in the mind
Salaporya is split with a torpedo boat
He spits on his face on the ground and clings to his dick
Fuat is thought to be mentally ill
It is mistakenly defined as freedom rap
It's in the blood of the scoped panzer

Meth, hoe, machine gun
Stop the noise, you'll become a steak
One in this world is West Berlin rap
For some reason, we are the king, the special infantry