Текст и перевод песни FUAT - İstikrar Harbi (Naci Tepedelen Mix)

İstikrar Harbi (Naci Tepedelen Mix)

Yeah, Batı Berlin, Fuat Ergin

Türkiye′de rap yer altında değil Soma'da
Damar akıyor, sen komadasın, Fuat MoMA′da
Fikir hırsızı çürük, güya politik
Kime oy vediğini söyle, boyar saçı gudik
Varoş karılar özünü yalana bağlar
Panzer gelince gözlerin plasma ağlar
"Fuat", ne var? "Silah yağla"
Gözlerine bağ, kafiye bulamayan dili dağlar
Salağa salak olduğunu izah edemezsin ancak
"Hassickdir" diyen ağzında Batı Berlin'li tank var
Reza yanında kapkaççı kaldı nigga, yuh
Keza anında ifşa oldu tek hücreli ruh
Futbol gibi şikeli, ensene sıkan Şileli
Zile pekmezi gibi rap'lerime ban ekmeğini
Karamsara ışık tutan cümleler
Küflenen gençliği çıkmaza sokan kahpeler
Üfle nigga, yangın var sotede
Güme gidece′n, koşma cahilce kafese
Mobeseden kaçmak mümkün değil
Abese bağlar, bili bili saklan, kıçın ateşe
Rap′lerin o karının suratı gibi çakma
Nigga tutuk flow'larınla nutuk atma
Pitbull′unu parçalar Chupakabra
Donuk gözlerinden küle döner kadavra
İçine iki çeki odun gibi oturan
İşlere imza atar f u okutan
Kokudan anlar o, dokudan yazman
Otuz kadargadan sağlam omurga
Özel piyade, siyah bere, postal ensede
Punchline kalem kıran tek celsede
King Kong geldi mi dans et leyn
Pinpon topu gibi sektirece'm

İstikrar harbi bu son hız
İstiklal harbine kalkış
İstikbal gardını kaldır
Şarjörü tak (auh), saldır

Kapana basana, kanasa yaralar kanasla
Masala bağlama, kaldır kafanı kokadan
Zoka da damakta, kaçak kat makatta
O kadar anlattım, anlamadı salaklar

Senin iç işlerin Suriye gibi karışık
Mısır′da istikrar hurilere karışır
Bizde koalisyon yok, kalbimiz buruşuk
Beş troll'le algı ak el izli uruk
Kara liva paralı asker
Muktedirin Tuğçe′si olmuş Kazaz'ker
Yiğit namert olup bulut gibi dağıldı
Alınma, %9 ağılından çalındı
Gücenme oğlum, tiki taka Barça
Tengri marka rap'in elçisinden akarsa
Takarsa kasatura ile yarmak
Ustura gelir asitle çarpar asalaksan
Mikrofon da usta ölüm kadar gerçek
Playback okuyup ateşe düşer zevzek
Rap′te adalet varsa şu an kulağında patlar bass′lar
Morardın işte, anla
Kabala mabala, illüminati, üçgen
Çiğköftene nar ekşisinden göz çizer bu abin
Papaya pussy Punani, cugari uçari
Atmosfer limitse usta en büyük galaksi
Bi' siktir git, bu rap deliğini tıkamaz
Lakin albümde taşı gediğine koyar
Oyar seni, boyar teni Sioux in Hell
Manitou der bana, "Kızılderili"
Tut rap′i yan çek, pasla microphone check
Üç, iki, bir, kalleşten ödlek
Kulaktan siler pası, gözünden alır kiri
Gel hele gel, sana kalan 腹切り

İstikrar harbi bu son hız
İstiklal harbine kalkış
İstikbal gardını kaldır
Şarjörü tak (auh), saldır

Kapana basana, kanasa yaralar kanasla
Masala bağlama, kaldır kafanı kokadan
Zoka da damakta, kaçak kat makatta
O kadar anlattım, anlamadı salaklar

İstikrar harbi bu son hız
İstiklal harbine kalkış
İstikbal gardını kaldır
Şarjörü tak (auh), saldır

Kapana basana, kanasa yaralar kanasla
Masala bağlama, kaldır kafanı kokadan
Zoka da damakta, kaçak kat makatta
O kadar anlattım, anlamadı salaklar

(Pin-pon) topu gibi sek...

War of Stability (Naci Tepedelen Mix)

Yeah, West Berlin, Fuat Ergin

Rap in Turkey is not underground, but in Soma
The vein is flowing, you are in a coma, Fuat is at MOMA
The idea thief is rotten, supposedly political
Tell me who you voted for and we dyed the hair gudik
Slum wives attach their essence to a lie
When the panzer comes, your eyes cry plasma
"Fuat", what is it? "Grease the gun"
Blindfolded, mountains the language that cannot find rhyme
You can't explain to an idiot that he's an idiot, but
There is a tank with a West Berlin in its mouth that says "Hassickdir"
Reza left a snatcher next to nigga, yuh
It was also instantly revealed that the one-celled soul
Chic as football, Chilean who squeezes your neck
Ban bread to my raps like molasses to the bell
Sentences that shed light on pessimism
Bitches who lead moldy youth to a dead end
Blow nigga, there's a fire in the stove
You're going to crash, don't run ignorantly into the cage
It is impossible to escape from the mob
He ties you up, hide your ass in the fire, bili bili hide, your ass is on fire
Don't flash your raps like that wife's face
Don't lecture with your nigga arrests
Chupakabra shreds his pit bull
A cadaver that turns to ashes from its dull eyes
Sitting in it like two pieces of wood
He signs the works f u reader
He understands the smell, you write from the texture
A solid spine of about thirty
Special infantry, black beret, postal neck
Punchline is the only one that breaks the pencil in the session
Is King Kong here, dance, leyn
I bounce like a ping-pong ball

The battle of stability is this final speed
Departure to the independence war
Raise your guard for the future
Put the clip on (auh), Tue

Trapped, bleeding wounds bleed
Don't get attached to the fairy tale, lift up your head from the coke
Plummet is also on the palate, the smuggled coat is in the breech
I told you so much, you idiots didn't understand

Your internal affairs are as complicated as Syria
Stability in Egypt mixes with houris
We have no coalition, our hearts are wrinkled
Perception with five trolls white hand traced uruk
Black liva mercenary
Kazaz'ker, who became the Tuğçe of the mighty
Valiant namert and scattered like a cloud
No offense, 9% was stolen from your corral
No offense, son, tiki taka Barça
If the Tengri brand flows from the ambassador of rap
If he wears it, split it with kasatura
The razor comes and hits you with acid if you're a parasite
The microphone is as real as master death
Playback reads and falls into the fire, idiot
If there is justice in rap, the bass will explode in your ear right now
You're just bruised, understand
Kabbalah mabala, illuminati, triangle
Çiğköftene draws eyes from pomegranate sour this brother
Papaya pussy punani, cugari fly
If the atmosphere is the limit, the master is the largest galaxy
Fuck you, this rap won't plug your hole
But in the album he puts the stone in the breach
Carve you, paint your skin Sioux in Hell
Manitou calls me, "Indian"
Grab the rap, pull the side, pass the microphone check
Three, two, one, treacherous coward
Wipes rust from the ear, removes dirt from the eye
Come on, come on, what's left for you 腹切り

The battle of stability is this final speed
Departure to the independence war
Raise your guard for the future
Put the clip on (auh), Tue

Trapped, bleeding wounds bleed
Don't get attached to the fairy tale, lift up your head from the coke
Plummet is also on the palate, the smuggled coat is in the breech
I told you so much, you idiots didn't understand

The battle of stability is this final speed
Departure to the independence war
Raise your guard for the future
Put the clip on (auh), Tue

Trapped, bleeding wounds bleed
Don't get attached to the fairy tale, lift up your head from the coke
Plummet is also on the palate, the smuggled coat is in the breech
I told you so much, you idiots didn't understand

Straight as a (pin-pon) ball...