Текст и перевод песни Defkhan - Benzeri Yok 3 (feat. Sir-Dav)

Benzeri Yok 3 (feat. Sir-Dav)

Aylar yıllar geçse de yine gelirim, sözümü tutarım
Atarın ederi kadar konuşun
Bizdeki duruşun, bu eski bi' oluşum
Senin derdin bizi yıkmak için aynı yerde dönüp duruşun
Benzeri yok yaparım, akarım, bakarım, sokarım kafanıza
Ya da benzini dökerim yakarım
Yanına paranı koyarım, atarım odunu
Kodunu çözerim ve alırım bi' çoğunu
Tipini şeyine sokan nakarata kadar
Bizi kopyala durmadan, ederin o kadar
Beni tanıman için sana yetiyo' mu bu kadarı?
Aklına geliyorsa tanıyorsun buraları
Eli mikrofon tutanı kapana sokarım
Pisi pisi gel, Gucci Gucci gang
Bana diyorlar ki 'Deli misin sen?"
Ve de istediğimi verin bana
Çabuk olun hadi yoksa yanar bu game
Yarasalar üstünüzde uçuşur ve istediğiniz olur
Çünkü bu adamlar buluşur ve karanlık çöker
Bi' anda göz gözü görmez kabul etmez herkese
Tayfamız yiğitlerden oluşur
Run, run, bu 59 Hamm'dan
Senin 'Bela" dediğin benim kankamdı, düşmez yakamdan
Ve konu olmaz geri dönüp yolda kalandan
Ben yılmadan savaşmayı gördüm atamdan

Hadi koş çabuk ol yerin altına
Veriyorum rapi mermiyi ağzına
Sir-Dav Defkhan gelir aklına
Benzerimiz yok!

Bana para deme para yalan homie
Mühim olan ondan geri kalan homie
Bu track kafanızda delik açar homie
Benzerimiz yok!

Hadi koş çabuk ol yerin altına
Veriyorum rapi mermiyi ağzına
Sir-Dav Defkhan gelir aklına
Benzerimiz yok!

Bana para deme para yalan homie
Mühim olan ondan geri kalan homie
Bu track kafanızda delik açar homie
Benzerimiz yok!

Bendeki yol dert derdim hiphop
Dal benle yer altına, en derin
Okyanuslara gidelim, action'um bol
Herkes bi' bok ama bunun benzeri yok

Sert olur yerde beton
Son yazana kadar devam olsun olan lan
Kılıcı kuşandı kumandan
Dumanda yaparım intikal kulaktan
Uzaktan hareketimi bekler uşaklar
Bu kartları dağıtanı dağıtacak Hak var
Kanatları kırık ama yüksek uçar
Dar yollara tank sokan artis kanaklar
Hamm city komplex
Rap burda şekillenir, yol kat eder
Def yapar atar aklının ardına
Farkına varan etkilenir kopya çeker
(Kolpa gezer)
Serseri sokakta çok
Ok gibi fırla paranın peşine koş
Bi' yol bu ki sentetik olana koz
Bi' poz, bi' beat, bi' mikrofon
Biraz fame işte game
Bu değil mi tam olarak istediğin bebeğim?
Para kolay vereyim, ne diyim sana?
Like için her boku deneyin
Emeğin karşılığı bu değil
Gel sana göstereyim

Hadi koş çabuk ol yerin altına
Veriyorum rapi mermiyi ağzına
Sir-Dav Defkhan gelir aklına
Benzerimiz yok!

Bana para deme para yalan homie
Mühim olan ondan geri kalan homie
Bu track kafanızda delik açar homie
Benzerimiz yok!

Hadi koş çabuk ol yerin altına
Veriyorum rapi mermiyi ağzına
Sir-Dav Defkhan gelir aklına
Benzerimiz yok!

Bana para deme para yalan homie
Mühim olan ondan geri kalan homie
Bu track kafanızda delik açar homie
Benzerimiz yok!

Hadi koş çabuk ol yerin altına
Veriyorum rapi mermiyi ağzına
Sir-Dav Defkhan gelir aklına
Benzerimiz yok!

Bana para deme para yalan homie
Mühim olan ondan geri kalan homie
Bu track kafanızda delik açar homie
Benzerimiz yok!

Matchless 3 (feat. Sir-Dav)

Even if months and years pass, I'll come back, I keep my word
Talk as much as your shot is worth
Your stance with us, this is an old formation
Your problem is that you keep spinning in the same place to destroy us
I'll make it matchless, I'll flow, I'll look, I'll stick it in your heads
Or I'll pour the gasoline, I'll burn it
I'll put your money next to you, I'll throw it in your room
I'll solve your code and take a lot of it
Until the chorus that puts its kind into its thing
Keep copying us, that's how much you're worth
Is this much enough for you to know me?
If it comes to your mind, you know these places
I'll trap the one who holds the microphone
Come on, Gucci Gucci gang
They say to me, "Are you crazy?"
And give me what I want
Hurry up, otherwise this game will burn
Bats fly over you and what you want happens
Because these guys meet and darkness falls
In an instant, eye to eye, doesn't accept everyone
Our crew consists of brave ones
Run, run, this is from 59 Hamm
The one you called "Trouble" was my buddy, he won't fall off my collar
And it doesn't matter about the one who turned back and stayed on the road
I learned to fight without giving up from my father

Come on, hurry, go underground
I'm giving the rap bullet to your mouth
Sir-Dav Defkhan comes to mind
We are matchless!

Don't tell me money, money is a lie homie
What matters is the rest homie
This track makes a hole in your head homie
We are matchless!

Come on, hurry, go underground
I'm giving the rap bullet to your mouth
Sir-Dav Defkhan comes to mind
We are matchless!

Don't tell me money, money is a lie homie
What matters is the rest homie
This track makes a hole in your head homie
We are matchless!

The way I have, my pain, my problem is hip-hop
Dive with me underground, deepest
Let's go to the oceans, my action is plenty
Everyone's a shit but this is matchless

Concrete is hard on the ground
Let it continue until the last one writes, damn it
The commander girded on his sword
I make the transfer in the smoke from ear to ear
The servants wait for my move from afar
There is a right to scatter the one who deals these cards
Its wings are broken but it flies high
Artist channels that put tanks on narrow roads
Hamm city complex
Rap takes shape here, goes a long way
Def does, throws it behind his mind
Those who realize it are impressed and cheat
(Fake wanders)
Lots of tramps on the street
Jump like an arrow, run after the money
This is a path that trumps the synthetic one
A pose, a beat, a microphone
A little fame, that's the game
Isn't this exactly what you want, baby?
Money is easy, I'll give it, what can I tell you?
Try everything for likes
This is not the reward for labor
Come let me show you

Come on, hurry, go underground
I'm giving the rap bullet to your mouth
Sir-Dav Defkhan comes to mind
We are matchless!

Don't tell me money, money is a lie homie
What matters is the rest homie
This track makes a hole in your head homie
We are matchless!

Come on, hurry, go underground
I'm giving the rap bullet to your mouth
Sir-Dav Defkhan comes to mind
We are matchless!

Don't tell me money, money is a lie homie
What matters is the rest homie
This track makes a hole in your head homie
We are matchless!

Come on, hurry, go underground
I'm giving the rap bullet to your mouth
Sir-Dav Defkhan comes to mind
We are matchless!

Don't tell me money, money is a lie homie
What matters is the rest homie
This track makes a hole in your head homie
We are matchless!