Paroles et traduction Indigo - Rap'i Bilcen

Rap'i Bilcen

Dokuz yaşındayken bi kaset satın aldım hiphop
Yadırgadım anlamadım en başında bi bok
Olamaz bu dedim gözlerim miyobik astigmat
Söz okumak zordu ingilizcem yoktu
Beyaz bi adam vardı rengi kar gibi
Ritm duygusu piçin ne biçimdi harbici
Parçasında konusu ispiyoncu sorgusuyken
Korktuğu son şeyse devletinin ordusuydu
Değişti zaman büyüdü çocuk ve oyuncaklar
Saldırmayanlar da tabi ki koruncaklar
İlkokulumu boyadım kendim sprey boyayla
Temizlendi okulum dört milyon kovayla
Vandalizm bu değilse ne
Yanda bizim sistemli işkence sürdü beş sene
Düşünsene senle aynı kader bende yaptı tepkime
Bakma tepkime konuşur bu hergele
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen
Bu rape diycen bu rap abeci len uzun yolu katedicen
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen
Bu rape diycen bu rap abeci len uzun yolu katedicen
Ve eğer eşofman konusunda bi sıkıntı varsa
Bakma böyle göründüğüme küçükken de bol severdim
Rahat olmalı kıçıma az kot değerdi
Mutluluk endeksli o zaman orijinal cdlere
Kopya yok kendini bozma para sor her yere
Kopya cd'de kapak vasat rengi bozuk
Kontrol yasak garanti belgesiz tek bi patlak
Çöpte tam bi günlük sigara harcırahın zaten
Toplam beş adet paket yakcaksın
İki gün harman olsun hep rap çalcaksın
Bütün bu çabam hiphop refleks olcak ve
Kocaman bi göbekle break dans yapcaksın
Bu rap haz vercek sana bişeyler duycaksın
Eğlenceli değil biliyorum doğrudur
Zaten eğlendiğim yok eğlenenler korkucu
Okul dediğin de sokak değil mi ki dedik eğitin
Doğru denen şey yoktu orda boğucu
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen
Bu rape diycen bu rap abeci len uzun yolu katedicen
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen evet
Rapi bilcen ki rape bilcen
Bu rape diycen bu rap abeci len uzun yolu katedicen
Ve piyasa hakkında söyleyeceğim son birkaç bi şey
Ürün kalitesi miktarıyla ters orantı
Bu yüzden türkçe rap henüz dandik bişey kolay mı
Sondan eklemeli dile kafiyeler yazmak
Karamsar olmak kolay marifet anlatmak
Jöntürkün tek sorunu rapi henüz yetersiz
Parça ismi bulmakla olmaz lirik önemli
Homofobik yaklaşımlarla dissler ardarda
Pasif jönü beğenmedi aktif gay barbarlar
Zenginleri sevmeyen tek hayali zengin olmak olan tutarsız kitle
İbne isimsiz dissler ssin rapmeyen mcler hep kolpa
Pisliksen seç beğen agaya beleş sek vokta
Hiphop olmak kolay mı emek ister moruk
Hep bol giy baseball fullcap ler şık piçler kopuk
Eastcoast rap westcoast wack bunu aştım işin özündeyim
İdealizm HİPHOP tek aşkım
Kadınlara hastayım ama HİPHOP tek aşkım

Knowing Rap

When I was nine, I bought a hip-hop cassette tape
I found it strange, didn't understand a thing at first
This can't be it, I said, my eyes myopic and astigmatic
Reading lyrics was hard, I had no English
There was a white guy, his skin like snow
His rhythm, damn, it was fierce, energetic flow
His track was about an informant's interrogation
The last thing he feared was his own nation's army
Time changed, the boy grew up, and so did the toys
Those who don't attack, of course, need decoy
I painted my elementary school with spray paint
They cleaned it with four million buckets, ain't that quaint?
If this ain't vandalism, what is?
Next door, our systematic torture lasted five years
Imagine, the same fate caused a reaction in me, my dear
Don't mind my reaction, this rascal speaks his mind
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, that's the kind
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, that's the vibe
You gotta know rap, to know rap, it's the tribe
You gotta call this rap, this is rap, babe, a long road you'll ride
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, with pride
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, side by side
You gotta know rap, to know rap, it's the tide
You gotta call this rap, this is rap, babe, a long road you'll stride
And if there's a problem with sweatpants, it's alright
Don't judge by appearances, I loved them baggy since I was a mite
Gotta be comfy, few jeans felt just right
Happiness back then was tied to original CDs
No copies, don't bother, ask for money anywhere you please
Copied CDs have bad covers, colors all off
No quality control, no warranty, just one big scoff
In the trash, your daily cigarette budget anyway
Five packs total, you'll smoke 'em all day
Two days blended, with rap playing all the way
All this effort, hip-hop will become your reflex, okay?
With a big belly, you'll breakdance, come what may
This rap will give you pleasure, you'll feel something, I say
It's not fun, I know, that's true, no dismay
I'm not having fun anyway, those who do are scared, hooray
School's just like the streets, isn't it? They said, "Get educated"
There was no right thing there, it was suffocating, hated
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, it's fated
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, elevated
You gotta know rap, to know rap, it's created
You gotta call this rap, this is rap, babe, a long road you'll be mated
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, celebrated
You gotta know rap, to know rap, yeah, related
You gotta know rap, to know rap, it's generated
You gotta call this rap, this is rap, babe, a long road you'll be dated
And a few last things about the scene, I gotta say
Product quality is inversely proportional to quantity, no way
That's why Turkish rap is still kinda crappy, okay?
Writing rhymes in a language with suffixes, it's a play
Being pessimistic is easy, the skill is to convey
Jöntürk's only problem is that their rap is still lacking, they stray
Finding a track title ain't enough, lyrics are key, no delay
Homophobic approaches with diss tracks in a row, they pray
Passive Jön disliked, active gay barbarians, they slay
Inconsistent crowd who hates the rich but dreams of wealth, they pay
Anonymous diss tracks, wack MCs who don't rap, they sway
If you're dirty, choose your poison, free sex with the Agha, they say
Is being hip-hop easy? It takes effort, bro, it's the way
Always baggy clothes, baseball caps, stylish dudes, but they're fake, hooray
East Coast rap, West Coast wack, I'm past that, at the core I stay
Idealism, HIP-HOP, my one true love, come what may
I'm crazy for women, but HIP-HOP is my one true love, okay