Paroles et traduction Sansar Salvo - Canavar Gibi

Canavar Gibi

Canavar Gibi bembeyaz Yüzleri,
Gothic mi Götik mi Belli Değil Hali,
Karavan Benim, Tur Otobüsü Benim,
Gitarlı Gruplar yürümeye Talim
Üremeye Devam Edin İç Extra Sexy,
Bok Yemeye Tâbii Tabi Yüzleride Ekşi,
O Esnada Sokaklarda Action Arar Sansar,
Mezarcı Hatunlar Gelişine Paslar.
Kafa hi Tabi Bye Dedim Orospuya,
Teklifi Kabul Etsem Sanar Bu Bir Rüya,
100 gram Kokain Ha?? Ah Ne Güzel Dünya,
Anektodu Bulsam Kafasını Sokardım Çuvala.
Tehlikeli İse Oralar, Savaş Alanı Buralar,
Meddah Oyna Ahkâm Kes, 2 Elimde Yara Var,
Şimdi Bende Para Var, Ben Düşmanları Paralarken,
Üstad Benim Aranırken, Nehirde Timsah.
Üzülme Pç Kurusu Ben Deilim Avcı,
Babam Tanır, Rahat Olun be Rahat Verdi Savcı,
Benim Adamdır Ortalıkta Gördüğün Yabancı,
Çok Basit Bi Kafiye Yapıcam Yalancı.
Canavar Gibi bembeyaz Yüzleri,
Gothic mi Götik mi Belli Değil Hali,
Karavan Benim, Tur Otobüsü Benim,
Gitarlı Gruplar yürümeye Talim
Boş Koymaz Aşağılık Kompleksli Maymun,
Sahnedeyim Kafam Ayık, Sanki Esti Tayfun,
Estiririm Oğlum, Eski Biri Doğru
Espriyi Buldun, Hadi Patlatta Yaylan.
Patlanta Baylar Yolcu Kalmasın,
Hop N'oldu?? Rüyadasın,
Belli Olmaz her Düzenbaz Şapka Takmaz,
Belli Olmaz Her Kumarbaz Rulet Yapmaz,
Her Mc'nin Matematiği farklıyken,
Ara Dediğin Hatun da Rapci İse ... Olmaz.
Haddi Aşan, Kaşar Yaşar, Kabusunu Uzar,
Bomba Attın Ama Düştü Benden Çok Uzağa,
Şimdi Kazandırıyo rap 3 kuruş Para,
Kanlı Ortalık, Marifet mi Kolpalık?
Polis Beni Aramaz, Polis Seni Arar,
Korktuğumuzu Soylerler, Kimseden Korkmadık.

Like A Monster

Faces as white as a monster,
Gothic or Goth their style is not clear,
The caravan is mine, the tour bus is mine,
Bands with guitars teaching themselves to march
Continue to multiply, drink some Extra Sexy,
Eating shit, of course of course their faces are sour,
In the meantime, Sansar searches for action in the streets,
Women who bury the dead pass me by.
My head is not okay, I said bye to the whore,
If I accepted her offer, she would think it was a dream,
100 grams of cocaine, oh, what a beautiful world,
If I found the anecdote, I would put her head in a bag.
If those places are dangerous, they are battlefields,
A storyteller speaks and criticizes, I have a wound in each hand,
Now I have money, I cripple enemies,
While the master is wanted, a crocodile in the river.
Don't worry, son of a bitch, I'm not a hunter,
My father knows me, relax, the prosecutor has been relaxed,
The stranger you see is my man,
I'm going to make a very simple rhyme, liar.
Faces as white as a monster,
Gothic or Goth their style is not clear,
The caravan is mine, the tour bus is mine,
Bands with guitars teaching themselves to march
Can't leave a monkey with an inferiority complex alone,
I'm on stage, my head is sober, as if a typhoon has passed,
I'll breeze through it, son, the old one is right
You found the joke, blow it up and stretch it.
Blow it up, gentlemen, don't let any passengers stay,
What happened?? You're dreaming,
Not every swindler wears a hat,
Not every gambler plays roulette,
While every Mc's math is different,
Even if the girl you're looking for is a rapper...
Out of bounds, Kaşar Yaşar, your nightmare is growing,
You dropped a bomb, but it fell far away from me,
Now rap is making 3 cents, far as I know,
Is it bloody all around, skill or trickery?
The police aren't looking for me, they're looking for you,
They say we're scared, we're not afraid of anyone.