Paroles et traduction Kezzo - İlginç

İlginç

Yolunda dümenci kolunda güzel
Mertlik bitince bozuldu düzen
Kovulan horoz erkenden öter aga
Yorulan dize yük gelmez keder

Oyuldu gözler gerçeği gören
Soyuldu cebin hiç helal etmeden
Baktın gittin kâr etmeden
Acaba çıkan olmuş mu düşmeden?

Artık zevk alıyo′z vergiden aga
Geceler kara, yaşa gün görmeden
İşe gidedurup her şeyi onlara veren
Aşı taştan çıkarıp baş dişleyen

Hey, dilimize bal ekleyen
Düşsek sen olaca'n ilk sikleyen
Açı bulsam alaca′m maçı bitmeden
Açıversen kapıları piç girmeyen

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

İstihkakın ne?
Alabildin mi bez?
Yara sarabildin mi hiç?
İnsan dediğin ilginç

Ördek etini sanıyo'n piliç
Köylü Hasan şehirde bilgiç
Fasulye değil yersen hep burger
Kaldıramaz tabii poponuzu vinç

Jantlar 19 inch
IPhone son model tip, Anadolu Richie Rich
Kaynak her yere piç
Annesi 45, baba 70 ve de dinç

Faydası oldu mu hiç?
Hep nifak ektiği tarlayı kolaysa biç
Doğruya yalanla linç
Gördüm saf diye baktığın tam bir bitch (bitch)

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

İstihkakın ne?
Alabildin mi bez?
Yara sarabildin mi hiç?
İnsan dediğin ilginç

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

Yakınca paf-küf kafam yakamozda
Tartamaz baskül hiç kafam karaborsa
Takıl, yere güç çakıl, kafalar çakır
Veremez hiç akıl bana, yükselirse rakım

Interesting

At the helm, a beautiful woman by your side
When loyalty ends, order is lost
A fired rooster crows early, my dear
Weary knees don't carry burdens, sorrow

Eyes that see the truth are hollowed out
Your pockets are emptied, no mercy shown
You left without profit
I wonder if anyone has ever escaped without falling?

Now we take pleasure in taxes, my dear
Nights are dark, live without seeing the light of day
Going to work and giving them everything
Chipping away at the rock and biting the hand that feeds you

Hey, you sweet talker
If we fell, you'd be the first to screw us
If I found an opening, I'd take the game before the end
If you opened the doors, no bastard would enter

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high

What's your due?
Did you get the rag?
Did you ever heal a wound?
Humans are fascinating

You think duck meat is chicken
A country bumpkin acting knowledgeable in the city
You'll never be able to lift your butt with all the burgers you eat
A crane won't be able to lift you, of course

19-inch rims
The latest model iPhone, an Anatolian Richie Rich
Bastards everywhere
His mother is 45, his father is 70 and still going strong

Has it ever done any good?
Sowing discord, it's easy to reap
Truth lynched with lies
I saw the one you thought was innocent, a total bitch

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high

What's your due?
Did you get the rag?
Did you ever heal a wound?
Humans are fascinating

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high

The piff-paff burning my head in the bonfire
No scale can weigh my head, it's a black market
Hang out, rock the ground, minds are hazy
It can't give me advice, my altitude is too high