Текст и перевод песни DJ Artz feat. Şehinşah - Ne Varsa Kafada Var

Ne Varsa Kafada Var

Ertele planlarını filan, bir an firar et, et terk-i diyar.
Gel gör ki şu an, et belki siyah renk der ki şehri terk etti zira.
Satın alınmış herkes bir fiyata, ilkokulda karına zerk etti riya.
Sistem bir silah, gerçeklik hizan, sen sevdin onu zeber ceddi zina.
Çık hizadan. Her şekli ziyan edilemez, o yaptığın eşeklik hiza.
Sen çabala çalış, o yer keyfi kira.
Debelen, evine giren ekmek mi zira?
Hayallerini felç etti nizam, minimum hedefin beklentin biza.
Bu rutin ezeli, benzer bir tuzağa.
Minimum hedefin, cennetti zira.
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Başım ağrıyor, beynim Lui-G.
Şeytan diyor ki "Şeyn, bırak artık şu işi!".
Göz altlarım o biçim çatlamış flu meşin
Aklımı tut ellilik eşiğinde mucidim
Kabir azabından hallice şu dişim
Tut ki var iyi kötü bilişim
Durum şu ki bulanık bilincim ama sulh için
Koca dünya da beni buldu ruh eşim
Numaracı bi dubarayı bul karayı para pulla bu ara muallağım
Fukarayım içi dolu fatura kumbaramın
Ukalayım umarım dumanında cuaramın
Avradım kalemim müsvedde mümkün
Dilimde dolaşan yo bi müptezel türkü
Üsteler çünkü çürük zümreler sürçü
Züppe cümleler kurup güttü külçeler güldü
Güldük geçtik hepsi cümleten dürzü
Paralel evrende Recebi şeyn ülkeden sürdü
Canlı cenazen cenab-ı hakka müjdeler zulmü
Müjde bekleyen medarı zübük küfreder çünkü
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Benim bir hayalim var yapacak mecalim yok
Hayatiyi belirtmez hayalim helalim o
Ne yani ne yani şah firari bir hanesin
Ver hadi bir an evvel bu fani seyahete sok
İki duble rakı çakıp açık açık konuşalım
Acı patlıcanı kırağı çalıp canın acır
Acı çalıp şarkıları kaçın akıl sağlığımı çalın
Avucumda yok elimde yok yo başucumda tacım
Açın açılın apışıp kalın yakışık alır
Aşırı kalır akışı nakışın alışır akıl alıcı canı
Canım azrailin aracı şeyn al acı çakılır çatı çivi çakanı şeyn amacı ney
Beni yaratmanın amacı ney?
Hava cıva mı para yaratalım aracı ver
Parası neyse verelim heyzinefe biladerim ve
Gıyabenim diyar evim hıyanetim emanetime
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.
Harman kafayla dayanamam bana koru bul.
Şeyho'da balya balya marijuana bulunur.
Tamam da bana kadar, bir kapak o da kalan.
Fakat o kadar aga, ne varsa kafada var.

What's in the Head Is There

Postpone your plans and all, escape for a moment, abandon your homeland.
Come and see, at this moment, the flesh may be black, saying it abandoned the city because of that.
Everyone has been bought for a price; hypocrisy injected into your belly in elementary school.
The system is a weapon, reality is the target; you loved it, adulterous offspring.
Step out of line. Not every form can be wasted; that thing you did is donkey-like alignment.
You strive and work, that one enjoys rent-free.
Struggle, is the bread entering your house even real?
The order paralyzed your dreams, your minimum goal, your expectation is morphine.
This routine is eternal, similar to a trap.
Your minimum goal is heaven, because.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
My head hurts, my brain is like Lui-G.
The devil says, "Şeyn, quit this job!".
My under-eyes are cracked like blurry leather.
Hold my mind, my inventor, on the verge of fifty.
This tooth of mine is like the torment of the grave.
Suppose I have some good or bad IT knowledge.
The situation is that my consciousness is blurred, but for peace,
In this vast world, my soulmate found me.
Find a swindler, a dubara, black, money with bills, I'm adorned these days.
I'm poor, my bill piggy bank is full.
I'm a know-it-all, I hope in the smoke of my cuara.
My wife, my pen, a draft, possible.
The thing wandering on my tongue, yo, is a lowlife song.
Superiors, because rotten groups slip.
Snobbish sentences were spoken, ingots were herded, they laughed.
We laughed it off, they're all liars.
In a parallel universe, Receb expelled Şeyn from the country.
The living corpse announces oppression to God.
The hypocrite who awaits good news curses because.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
I have a dream, but I have no strength to do it.
My dream doesn't specify the afterlife; it's my lawful one.
So what, so what, Shah, you're a fugitive household.
Come on, let me embark on this mortal journey as soon as possible.
Let's have two doubles of raki and talk openly.
If you break the bitter eggplant, frost will sting, your heart will ache.
Steal the bitter songs and steal my sanity.
I have nothing in my palm, nothing in my hand, no crown by my bedside.
Open up, open up, get close, it looks good.
The flow of the embroidery remains excessive, the mind becomes accustomed to the taker of life.
My dear, Azrael's vehicle, Şeyn, take the pain, the roof collapses, the nail driver, Şeyn, what's the point?
What's the point of creating me?
Is the air mercury? Let's create money, give me the means.
Whatever the price, let's give it, my brother, and
My absence, my homeland, my betrayal, my trust.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.
With a confused head, I can't stand it, find me a shelter.
Şeyho has bales and bales of marijuana.
Alright, but by the time it gets to me, there's only one lid left.
But that's how it is, aga, what's in the head is there.