Текст и перевод песни Abluka Alarm - Komplike

Komplike

Organize ol ve rap'e doy
Hip-hop okyanus, abluka karadeniz derin bi' koy
Geveliyor, deliriyor, seyiriyo sözü
Sözünü unutanın eve taşınıyo yüzü

Andım hip-hop marşım rap, dünya ile battledayım
Hep karşı karşıkarşıyayız, değişmiycek tavrım net
Çekiştirip durur düzen seni
Eğilip bükülmediğin için kırarlar dikkat et

Bulduğunla yetinmek, umduğun değilsin demek
Ve ne olacağını bilmemek korkutur, doğrudur
Paran yok neden çaban yok, sebep sorun çok
Sonuç da yok, yalan yok her saniye sorgudur

Üç CD doldur, sonra git bi' CV doldu
Rap'de kural budur hükmü yoktur, sistemi mahkemenin
Gel gelelim, değişmekte seyriniz
Gönlü zengin fakirlerin bitmez hiç debdebesi

"Doymaz niye insan, niye durmaz?" diye sorsam
Cevap olmaz ölen ölsün, kayıp olmaz bana koymaz
Pas geç sen bitmiş insanlığın
Hasetten belli kaypaklığın

Bakın genç MC'ler Acun'dan almakta icazeti
Hip-hop ruhunu kaybetti, bu sokağa ihanetti
Hip-hop sokağa zimmetli, rap orda kıymetli
Manzaram ikinci kat, gökdelenden heybetli

Stereo type omuzda gezeriz komple
Boom boombox'tır, ismi mat sound komplike
Ucuz dünyada yaşa uyuz dangerous
Ruhum ellerinde love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, kabine yapış hadi plak
Master of Ceremony, kısaca MC
Okşarım ruhumu dilim ters ve eski
Ruhum ellerinde, love in hip-hop

Stereo type omuzda gezeriz komple
Boom boombox'tır, ismi mat sound komplike
Ucuz dünyada yaşa uyuz dangerous
Ruhum ellerinde love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, kabine yapış hadi plak
Master of Ceremony, kısaca MC
Okşarım ruhumu dilim ters ve eski
Ruhum ellerinde, love in hip-hop (hip-hop)

Akan kanları taşır mı ırmak, düşünce sığınak
Pankartlar açılır, davasına haber etti ulak
Tutarsız cümleler içinde içilir şarap
Yasak kelime, özgürlük, index, devlet, koca kaynak

Okyanus içinde hangi balıksın sen güzelim
Tava mı ızgara mı, seni hangisinde yiyelim?
Bir sukunet marşı söylenir bizse bağırırız
Bu yüzden ki kem gözlere çok çabatışımız

Gel hünkarım seni yüce eteğinden öpeğim
Etek öpmeler meşhurdur, bu saltanata gebeyim
Cinsine bandığıma onca senemi vereyim
Yapmacıktan kahırlar rap'in horozluğunu bilirim

Ey lokma boğazıma gireceksen her seferde
Alın teri yoksa takılır, nefesim kederle
Bu dünya bana zor savaşırım kafamda neferle
Ruhuma hip-hop okunsun öldüğümde, kabirde

Ey hat, hey hat soyun toprak ya da primat
Karışır kimyamız içine, kötülük baharat
E sen seç tarafını ben de bileyim
İdeolojimi alıp kolunuza enjekte edeyim

Stereo type omuzda gezeriz komple
Boom boombox'tır, ismi mat sound komplike
Ucuz dünyada yaşa uyuz dangerous
Ruhum ellerinde love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, kabine yapış hadi plak
Master of Ceremony, kısaca MC
Okşarım ruhumu dilim ters ve eski
Ruhum ellerinde, love in hip-hop

Stereo type omuzda gezeriz komple
Boom boombox'tır, ismi mat sound komplike
Ucuz dünyada yaşa uyuz dangerous
Ruhum ellerinde love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, kabine yapış hadi plak
Master of Ceremony, kısaca MC
Okşarım ruhumu dilim ters ve eski
Ruhum ellerinde, love in hip-hop (hip-hop)

Complicated

Get organized and get your fill of rap
Hip-hop ocean, Black Sea blockade, a deep bay
He babbles, goes crazy, watches his words
The one who forgets his words, his face moves home

My anthem, my hip-hop march, rap, I'm in a battle with the world
We're always facing each other, my attitude won't change, it's clear
The system keeps pulling you
They'll break you for not bending, be careful

To settle for what you find is to say you're not what you hoped for
And not knowing what will happen is scary, it's true
You have no money, why no effort, many reasons, many problems
No result either, no lies, every second is a question

Fill three CDs, then go fill a resume
This is the rule in rap, there is no judgment, the system of the court
Come on, your course is changing
The pomp and circumstance of the poor with rich hearts never ends

If I asked, "Why is man insatiable, why doesn't he stop?"
There would be no answer, let the dead die, the loss doesn't affect me, it doesn't bother me
Pass by the finished humanity
Your slyness is evident from your envy

Look, young MCs are getting permission from Acun
Hip-hop lost its soul, this was a betrayal of the street
Hip-hop is indebted to the street, rap is valuable there
My view is from the second floor, more majestic than a skyscraper

Stereo type, we walk around completely on our shoulders
It's a boom boombox, its name is matte sound, complicated
Live in a cheap world, a grumpy dangerous one
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, stick to the booth, let's go record
Master of Ceremony, MC for short
I caress my soul, my tongue is harsh and old
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Stereo type, we walk around completely on our shoulders
It's a boom boombox, its name is matte sound, complicated
Live in a cheap world, a grumpy dangerous one
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, stick to the booth, let's go record
Master of Ceremony, MC for short
I caress my soul, my tongue is harsh and old
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop (hip-hop)

Will the river carry the flowing blood, thought shelter
Banners are unfurled, the messenger informed of his cause
Wine is drunk amidst inconsistent sentences
Forbidden words, freedom, index, state, a great resource

What fish are you in the ocean, my beauty?
Pan-fried or grilled, which one should we eat you in?
A hymn of tranquility is sung, we shout
That's why we have so many evil eyes on us

Come, my sultan, let me kiss your noble skirt
Kissing skirts is famous, I'm pregnant with this sultanate
Let me give all my years to my kind of bandage
I know the roosterishness of rap from the artificial sorrows

Oh, bite, if you're going to enter my throat every time
If there's no sweat, it gets stuck, my breath with sorrow
This world is hard for me, I fight with the soldier in my head
Let hip-hop be read to my soul when I die, in the grave

Oh line, hey line, undress, soil or primate
Our chemistry mixes in, evil spice
Well, you choose your side, let me know too
Let me take my ideology and inject it into your arm

Stereo type, we walk around completely on our shoulders
It's a boom boombox, its name is matte sound, complicated
Live in a cheap world, a grumpy dangerous one
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, stick to the booth, let's go record
Master of Ceremony, MC for short
I caress my soul, my tongue is harsh and old
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Stereo type, we walk around completely on our shoulders
It's a boom boombox, its name is matte sound, complicated
Live in a cheap world, a grumpy dangerous one
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop

Hip-hop, stick to the booth, let's go record
Master of Ceremony, MC for short
I caress my soul, my tongue is harsh and old
My soul is in their hands, love in hip-hop (hip-hop)