Paroles et traduction SAM - Bu Kafanın Ötesi

Bu Kafanın Ötesi

Sürtükler konuşuyor, ding dong
Kim o?
Kapı çalar, karşınızda; Kimbo
Bingo!
Çünkü bu gelen ecelin
Kill all!
Beat Noisart'sa olurum üstünde King Kong!
Mikrofonu yere bırak, dildo değil o
Orospu her şarkı sözü; sik sok...
Algıladığı başka bir dil yok
Trap bebelerini sikeyim, geri geldi Trap Lord!
Original Hood Boyz ya!
Sokaktayız siz oynarken kum toylar
Cehenneme tüm yollar sana
Muhammed Ali Şam, suratın kum torbam
Gidip tut torba
Boktan mahallende sana fazla hommie bu boylam!
Yapma G boylar
Keçilerini kaçırırsın Kadikoy; kill zone ya!
Bu bir bomba!
Üçüncü sınıf wack mcler Youtube'dan
Alırken üç günlük heveslerini siktiler tüm kültürü bir boktan
Habersiz herifler nefretim size
Bidona vursamda ses verir bize
Ruhunuzda yok bu yol size hicret
Bu Rap hayat gibi, dava gibi bir şey bize!
Dava gibi bir şey!
Kavgam Hip-Hop, sokak hapsolur size!
Kan dolu dizeler, kapşonum çekik bu mal olur size
Şehre iner haramiler, Trip, Acil!
Ay doğar gece!
Yolun sonu artık sana
Bu ölmeden ağzında kaybolan hece!

Beyond This Head

Bitches talking, ding dong
Who's there?
The door knocks, and there's Kimbo
Bingo!
Because this is the arrival of death
Kill all!
If it's Beat Noisart, I'll be King Kong on top of him!
Drop that microphone, that's not a dildo
Every line of your lyrics, you're fucking and sucking...
You don't know any other language
Fuck these trap babies, the Trap Lord is back!
Original Hood Boyz, yeah!
We're in the streets while you're playing in the sandbox
All roads to hell lead to you
Muhammad Ali Sham, your face is my punching bag
Go get a bag
Your shitty neighborhood, too much for this playa!
Don't do it, G-boys
You'll lose your goats in Kadikoy; kill zone, yeah!
This is a bomb!
Third-class wack MCs from YouTube
They took all the culture for a quick buck, fucking you over
Ignorant guys, I hate you
Even if I hit a trash can, it would sound better than you
Your soul doesn't know this road, it's foreign to you
This Rap is like life, like a cause to us!
Like a cause!
My fight is Hip-Hop, the streets are your cell!
Bloody lines, my hood up, you're nothing but trash
The city is invaded by outlaws, Trip, Emergency!
The moon rises at night!
The end of the road is for you now
This is the syllable that vanishes in your mouth before you die!