Текст и перевод песни Fate Fat - Bizik 3 Final (Alem Dm) [Dubstep]

Bizik 3 Final (Alem Dm) [Dubstep]

Fatefat modda, rapçiler sokta dubstep rap bu bizik de nokta
Polislerin bize çete muamelesi sokak sanati bu laf muharebesi
Rap'de devrim bizik 3'ün akimi sokakta toplanir çete gibi takimim
Hiphop beyin ve güç yarismasi sokakta yapilir battle atismasi

Karakola düser gözü kara cepci Medya yapistirir tinerci rapci
Sonra dislayip hep suç ararlar Topluma adimizi kötü karalarlar
Kendimi ispatlama pesinde degilim Televizyon artistlerine
Ot içmek marifet degil ise Kafani benzetme testislerime

Kral müptelasi oldu herkes Hiphop'un görünmeyen o tahtina
Deli gibi seri gibi çalissaniz da FateFat yine piyasada firtina
Insanlar bize merak ile bakar ama Bisiklet havasi bu caddeyi yakar
Sakin biri gibi gözükebilirim ama FateFat'in hiphop'i da deli gibi akar

Beni taniyanlarin %50'si Harfi piskopat harbi keyifci
Bizik ile tanidi çogunuz rapi ve de Basima kesildiniz wack rapci
Rap benim parama göre yapti fame Benimle oynama tehlike game
Adamina göre yilanim gel dey Adamina göre de biz oluruz bey

Hiphop'un parasi çok mu çok tatli

Bu tadi kaç kisi tatti?
Rap! Baska yok ötesi!
Sokaga dökülür FateFat'in çetesi.

Haddini bil bana laf yapma Mc FateFat'in Rap'i eder varosu temsil
Istedigin kadar kalabalik takilsanda Rap taarruzunda eksik
Sözlerimde bekler oldu herkes Torbaci, cono ve piskopatlari
Arama rapimde kavga ve siddet Agridi artik diz kapaklarim

Almiyorsa benim rapimi beynin Harcama vaktini bas yeni kanala
Bana rakip olanin gücünü de gördüm Vaktini harcar kari, kiza, sanala.
O kadar rapci tanidi ki bu sokak Kimler kaldi ve kimler gitti
Dedikodularim ayni bir sakiz gibi Dediler FateFat'in piyasasi bitti

Senin bana karsi en etkili silahin Bir paket HAS-HAS!
Mahvettiniz o güzelim hayatlari Kalbiniz olmus TAS-TAS!
Vurdum kapaga oldum papa Giremezsin benim cemaat'deki safa
Amerika rap'i gibi deme Motha Fucka! Dostlarim çete gibi dogu bati yaka!

Mesafe koydum sizlerle arama Rap'im keles gibi Pa-pa-pa-pa tarama.
Sokaklar bakar gücüne ve parana.Sözlerim yapar beyninde yalama!
Dubstep hip hop tribin müzigi Sokak hatirlatir FateFat Bizigi.
Hayatim Action, ben sehirde fare HipHop'uma para sen seklime çare

Bizik 3 Final (Alem Dm) [Dubstep]

Fatefat mode, rappers in the street dubstep rap this bike is the point
Police treat us like a gang street art this is a battle of words
Revolution in rap, bizik 3's current events, meeting in the street like a gang, my team
Hiphop brain and power contest, battle shooting in the street

Falls into the police station, the black-hearted pickpocket, the media labels the rapper as a crackhead.
Then they always look for crimes, slandering our names in society.
I'm not trying to prove myself to TV entertainers.
Smoking weed is not a feat, don't compare your head to my testicles.

Everyone became obsessed with the king, the invisible throne of hiphop.
Even if you work like crazy, like a maniac, FateFat is still a storm in the market.
People look at us with curiosity, but the atmosphere of the bike burns this street.
I may seem like a quiet person, but FateFat's hiphop is flowing like crazy.

50% of those who know me, the letter is a psycho, the real party animal.
Most of you got to know rap through Bizik and you called me a wack rapper.
Rap fame made me money, don't play with me, it's a dangerous game.
I'm a snake for my man, come on, I'm a bey for my man.

Hiphop's money is so sweet.

How many people have tasted this flavor?
Rap! There's nothing else beyond it!
FateFat's gang is pouring into the streets.

Know your place, don't talk to me, Mc FateFat's rap makes Varosu representative.
No matter how much you hang out with a crowd, you're still lacking in rap assault.
Everyone was waiting for dealers, thugs and psychos in my words.
Don't look for violence in my rap, my kneecaps are aching.

If my rap doesn't take your brain, waste your time and go to a new channel.
I've seen the strength of those who rival me, they waste their time on women and gossip.
This street has seen enough rappers, who stayed and who left.
Gossip is like chewing gum, they said FateFat's market is over.

Your most effective weapon against me is a pack of HASH.
You ruined those beautiful lives, your hearts have turned into STONE!
I hit the jackpot and became the pope, you can't enter the purity of my congregation.
Don't say Motha Fucka like American rap! My friends are like a gang, east and west coast!

I distanced myself from you, my rap is like a skull, Pa-pa-pa-pa scanning.
The streets look at your power and money, my words make your brain lick it all up!
Dubstep hip hop trip music, street reminds FateFat's Bizigi.
My life is Action, I'm a rat in the city, hiphop my money, you remedy my pattern