Текст и перевод песни Defkhan feat. Sir-Dav & Zmn - High Level
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Ey
yo,
yo,
yo
Ey
yo,
yo,
yo
Her
şeyin
varsa
bi'
çaresi,
stop
line
There's
a
solution
to
everything,
stop
line
Madem
hemen
orday'm
Since
I'm
right
there
Kylie
New
York,
İstanbul,
dur
yok
Kylie
New
York,
Istanbul,
no
way
Bu
business
level
on
high
(on
high)
This
business
level
is
on
high
(on
high)
Bence
her
şey
aslında
dert
değil
ki
I
think
everything
is
actually
not
a
problem,
you
know
'Cause
I'm
ready
to
die
(ah,
yeah)
'Cause
I'm
ready
to
die
(ah,
yeah)
Manitanı
getirme
konsere
Don't
bring
your
girlfriend
to
the
concert
Söyledim
on
kere,
beni
yormay'n
I
told
you
ten
times,
don't
tire
me
out
Bre,
beynim
paradoks
Bre,
my
brain
is
a
paradox
Sende
para
yok
ama
kafa
koks
You
have
no
money,
but
you
smell
like
brains
Her
yere
dokunurum,
aynı
ahtapot
(fuck
life)
I
touch
everything,
like
an
octopus
(fuck
life)
Gang
tekniği
film,
başka
yok
bam
Gang
technique
is
a
movie,
there's
nothing
else,
bam
Hey
baby,
hold
on
Hey
baby,
hold
on
Ortam
kalabalık,
aynı
Kordon
The
place
is
crowded,
like
Kordon
Business
gang
bang,
oh
no,
kondom
Business
gang
bang,
oh
no,
condom
Senin
yaptığın
shit
made
in
Hong
Kong
The
shit
you're
doing
is
made
in
Hong
Kong
Zifiri
karanlık
bu
hâlâ
Pitch
black,
this
is
still
Ulaşılan
hedefe
kadar
Until
the
goal
is
reached
Biz
de
düşüyoruz
arada
bi'
dara
We
fall
into
trouble
sometimes
İçimde
kanama
Bleeding
inside
me
Ah,
içimde
kanama
Ah,
bleeding
inside
me
Zifiri
karanlık
bu
hâlâ
Pitch
black,
this
is
still
Ulaşılan
hedefe
kadar
Until
the
goal
is
reached
Biz
de
düşüyoruz
arada
bi'
dara
We
fall
into
trouble
sometimes
İçimde
kanama
Bleeding
inside
me
Ah,
içimde
kanama
Ah,
bleeding
inside
me
Ma-ma-mavi
bi'
gökyüzü
varsa
da
altında
yalnız
kaybolmay'n
Ma-ma-blue
sky,
but
don't
get
lost
under
it
alone
Sözüm
söz,
bu
gittiğim
yollar
çile,
parti,
siz
yorulmay'n
My
word
is
my
bond,
these
paths
I
take
are
a
hardship,
party,
don't
tire
yourselves
Yaranıza
buz,
sen
aklına
yaz
bizi,
5-9
Hamm
City
time
Ice
on
your
wound,
write
us
in
your
mind,
5-9
Hamm
City
time
"What's
up,
bitches?"
diyesim
var
size,
Germany
yeraltı
crime
"What's
up,
bitches?"
I
feel
like
saying
to
you,
Germany
underground
crime
Yine
aklına
düştük,
rüzgâra
ıslık
çal,
karakol
We're
in
your
mind
again,
whistle
to
the
wind,
police
station
Hadi
gel
pompalı
kap,
cop,
sana
cop
girsin
Come
on,
get
the
shotgun,
cop,
let
the
cop
enter
you
Kara
kafa
rap
imparator
sana,
baby
Black
skull
rap
emperor
to
you,
baby
Ama
tabi
hiç
duymadın,
bilmiyo'sun
bizi,
değil
mi?
But
of
course
you've
never
heard,
you
don't
know
us,
do
you?
Sana
selam
getirdik,
wack
MCs
We
brought
you
greetings,
wack
MCs
Sir-Dav'dan
Pac
gibi,
feel
me
From
Sir-Dav,
like
Pac,
feel
me
Zifiri
karanlık
bu
hâlâ
Pitch
black,
this
is
still
Ulaşılan
hedefe
kadar
Until
the
goal
is
reached
Biz
de
düşüyoruz
arada
bi'
dara
We
fall
into
trouble
sometimes
İçimde
kanama
Bleeding
inside
me
Ah,
içimde
kanama
Ah,
bleeding
inside
me
Zifiri
karanlık
bu
hâlâ
Pitch
black,
this
is
still
Ulaşılan
hedefe
kadar
Until
the
goal
is
reached
Biz
de
düşüyoruz
arada
bi'
dara
We
fall
into
trouble
sometimes
İçimde
kanama
Bleeding
inside
me
Ah,
içimde
kanama
Ah,
bleeding
inside
me
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Авторы: Davut Arslan, Kadir Oda, Mustafa Dursun, Ramazan Savaş
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