Текст и перевод песни Dilkeş Kardar - Nem

Nem

Üstadınızın tek derdi para pul
Hoş değil yapılan boş geliyor bana bu
Hoşt! Demedik itine kıskandı kurusu piç
Seni ne gerdi kardeşimin duruşu

Karı gibisiniz alın piyasa sizin
Bana bırakın bebeleri ben çok çıktım yokuşu
Konuşana bakın hele sik pembesi
Sen olamazsın Hidra'nın cebindeki kuruşu

Teknik bol, vakit çok, rakip yok, hip hop hep kanımda
Rap'in bol pantolon değil asıl olay garip bu durum
Kickbox, Wushu, Muay Thai duruşum
Bu en kral oluşum

Yok yerimiz sana dar buralar
Biz yaralım sen git kapı arala
Kör göze T.O.M.A'yla punch yarası acımam
Götverenin yedi ceddi de kanasın

Tribe gir sen gene sana doluyuz
Tripple double al sana double rhyme arayan
Biz aştık oraları sanma bizi hip hop varisi
Kurtta çok burada ama yok vadisi
Senden anca olur ev hanımı lan
Yumuşak stilin aynı bir tel kadayıf ve
Bana laf atan adamı hadım ederim
Bunu bile bile ger ortamı bak bakalım (bak bakayım)

Kimin eli kimin cebinde ve kimin gözü yere bakacak kiminkiside gözünde
Lan bebeleri kan tutar savaş alanı burası
Mal adama bakın hele bana deli deyip it yerine koyun salar üstüme
Akıllı da sanarsın ama akışına bırakırım

Yakışanı yapın hadi
Sözünüzde durun hadi
Adam olup gelin hadi
Bana hakkım olanı verin hadi!

Rap mi pek, kimisi pek dönek, tek bu tek
Stili gel de tekmele
Çalmaz bunu bi diskotek
Tek bu rhyme tek bi teknikle sende sendele

Seni pislik akbaba
Şimdi bak bana
Karardık artık bir kitap kadar
İntikam kadar hisli dakkalar
Hip hop; İstanbul, İzmir, Ankara

Hid' garip lirikli ve manik bi tip
Hidra kim? biraz Titanik gibi
Kim panik? Kilitli ve kalibre pit
Bu kalemdeki her punch vakitle hit
Seni minik sidikli, hid' lirik biriktirip
İliklerindeki minik perini bile silik bi' tip yapar
Elektrik gibi çarpar, devamı gerekli mi?

Bi kerede bu kaleme rastla, ancak
Kalemine kalabilir hasta, hatta
Haremine dalabilir orada
Bi' karadelik açıp içeriye girer, wassup
Kalitenin adı biziz haspam
Bu müziği ileriye götürecek aslanlar biziz
Ama geri dönüşü mü? Asla!
Kaliteniz iyi ama görünüşü paspal

Gerizekalı, seni eline kağıdı, kalemi alanı işinin eri mi sandın?
Yeap, eline sağlık rap
Yeni bi' salgın hep, hücrelerine bide derine saldık
Hadi verin hesabı bana, rap'in azabı buda
Deli kazağım ve benim deli zamanım
Peki beni ne sandın?
Gidip eline saldır
Hip hop ateşinin alevini evine saldım
Karalama kara bula bizi, git o karadula
Karala nakaratını, karı yada para bulan arıyorlar ama bulamıyorlar
O maratona çıkın ama bi' kelime diyim adım Maradona
Aga kara puma gibi koşuyor bu para bula
Bana sıra gelecek o gece de bi' babazula
Eminem'e göre bile bu flow bi' kasatura
Summa-lumma, dooma-lumma

Moisture

Your master's only concern is money
It's not cool, what's done feels empty to me
Hush! We didn't even shoo the dog, the dry bastard is jealous
What tensed you up, my brother's stance?

You're like women, take the market, it's yours
Leave the babies to me, I've climbed the hill many times
Look at the speaker, huh, pink dick
You can't be the penny in Hydra's pocket

Plenty of techniques, lots of time, no competition, hip hop is always in my blood
Rap isn't baggy pants, the real deal is this strange situation
Kickboxing, Wushu, Muay Thai, my stance
This is the most kingly formation

There's no place for you here, it's too tight
We're wounded, you go open the door
To the blind eye, a punch wound with T.O.M.A, I won't show mercy
May the seven generations of the one who fucks up bleed

Join a tribe again, we're full of you
Triple double, take that, you who seeks double rhymes
We've surpassed those places, don't think of us as hip hop heirs
There are plenty of wolves here, but there's no valley
You can only be a housewife, man
Your soft style is like a strand of shredded wheat and
I'll castrate the man who talks shit to me
Knowing this, tense up the atmosphere, take a look (take a look)

Whose hand is in whose pocket and whose eyes will look down, and whose will be in their eyes
Hey babies, blood holds, this is a battlefield
Look at the fool, calling me crazy, putting me in the place of a dog, unleashing me
You might think you're smart, but I'll let it flow

Do what's right, come on
Keep your word, come on
Come as a man, come on
Give me what's rightfully mine, come on!

Rap is kinda, some are kinda fickle, this is the only one
Come and kick the style
A disco won't play this
This is the only rhyme, with only one technique, make you stumble

You filthy vulture
Now look at me
We've become dark, like a book
Minutes as emotional as revenge
Hip hop; Istanbul, Izmir, Ankara

Hid' is a strange, lyrical, and manic type
Who is Hydra? Kinda like Titanic
Who's panicking? Locked and loaded caliber pit
Every punch in this pen is a hit with time
You little piss-ant, hid' accumulates lyrics
Turns even the tiny fairy in your marrow into a faint figure
It strikes like electricity, is a continuation necessary?

Come across this pen once, but
Your pen may remain sick, even
He can enter your harem there
Opens a black hole and enters, wassup
We are the name of quality, buddy
We are the lions who will take this music forward
But a return? Never!
Your quality is good, but your appearance is shabby

Idiot, did you think anyone who picks up a pen and paper is a master of their craft?
Yeap, good job rap
A new epidemic, we've also released it deep into your cells
Come on, give me an account, this is the torment of rap
My crazy sweater and my crazy time
So what did you think of me?
Go attack your hand
I set the flame of hip hop fire to your house
Scribble black, find us, go to that black widow
Scribble your chorus, they're looking for a wife or money, but they can't find it
Go to that marathon, but let me say one word, my name is Maradona
Aga, this money finder runs like a black puma
My turn will come, and on that night, there'll be a babazula
Even according to Eminem, this flow is a kasatura
Summa-lumma, dooma-lumma