Текст и перевод песни Gökhan PALA - Lanet Olur

Lanet Olur

İttifakı bozuk irtifayı kaybedenler
İhtirasınız kahpeden farklı sabreden derbeder
Yanına çocuk topla parti kapısında bekle
Kastım oldu bastı kapıyı tekmelendi serseriler

Farelerini kovdu köyün kavalcısı ansızın
Sonuna kadar takip et bu masal onun aynısı
Ve masada kayebdersin ama ders almıyor arsız
İyi niyetten kazandık hep yoldayız ve kayıpsız

Tek ayak üstünde takıl aksıyordu kerkenez
Sokakta volta matiz hakikatte prenses
Amcalarda kanca var gibi takıldı peşimize
Bunların hepsi dümen saat yedide evdesin sen

Alet olur metanet olur
Olursa gözlerinde lanet olur
Bitanem soğuk biraz tempolu
Ama madem soluk ama madem

Alet olur metanet olur
Olursa gözlerinde lanet olur
Bitanem soğuk biraz tempolu
Ama madem soluk ama madem

Rap ghettomda bir numara fakat çöpçüler süpürdü
Adam olsa lafına kanıp yakıcam bu çöplüğü
Bu laf gemisi rüzgar aldı dümenciler sürdü
Yinede dalgalandı yeraltında emekçiler sürgün

Güzel bi baheneydi özgürlük ve hip hop
Kaset çalar teyiplerde şarkılar ve kayıtlar
Kimine para ve konum tatlı geliyo satıyo yalanlar
Ortada bi pasta etrafında talan var

Onursuzca yazıldıysa kafiyeler atlatırsın
Kavgalar ve dövüşlerde mertlik yok artık
Biz aldık boy ölçüsünü dilenciler yol alsın
Bu sanat sandıklarda saklı en değerli altın

Alet olur metanet olur
Olursa gözlerinde lanet olur
Bitanem soğuk biraz tempolu
Ama madem soluk ama madem

Alet olur metanet olur
Olursa gözlerinde lanet olur
Bitanem soğuk biraz tempolu
Ama madem soluk ama madem

Alet olur metanet olur
Olursa gözlerinde lanet olur
Bitanem soğuk biraz tempolu
Ama madem soluk ama madem

Cursed It Becomes

Those with broken alliances, losing their altitude
Your ambition, no different than a whore, the patient one is a mess
Gather children, wait at the party door, baby
My intention was clear, kicked the door, those punks

The Pied Piper of Hamelin suddenly drove out their rats
Follow this tale to the end, it's the same story, babe
And you'll lose at the table, but the shameless one learns no lesson
We've always won with good intentions, we're on the road and unscathed

Hanging on one foot, the kestrel was limping
A matiz on the streets, in reality, a princess, darling
It's like the uncles have hooks, they latched onto us
It's all a scam, you'll be home at seven, sweetheart

It becomes a tool, it becomes fortitude
If it happens, it becomes a curse in your eyes
My darling, it's a little cold, a little fast-paced
But since it's faint, but since it is

It becomes a tool, it becomes fortitude
If it happens, it becomes a curse in your eyes
My darling, it's a little cold, a little fast-paced
But since it's faint, but since it is

Rap's number one in my ghetto, but the garbage men swept it away
Falling for the "he's a man" talk, I'll burn this dump
This ship of words caught the wind, the helmsmen steered
Still, it waved, the workers underground in exile

Freedom and hip hop were a good excuse
Cassette players, tapes, songs and recordings
Money and position seem sweet to some, they sell lies
There's a cake in the middle, and there's plunder around it

If the rhymes are written dishonorably, you'll skip them
There's no chivalry in fights and brawls anymore
We took their measure, let the beggars move on
This art is hidden in chests, the most precious gold

It becomes a tool, it becomes fortitude
If it happens, it becomes a curse in your eyes
My darling, it's a little cold, a little fast-paced
But since it's faint, but since it is

It becomes a tool, it becomes fortitude
If it happens, it becomes a curse in your eyes
My darling, it's a little cold, a little fast-paced
But since it's faint, but since it is

It becomes a tool, it becomes fortitude
If it happens, it becomes a curse in your eyes
My darling, it's a little cold, a little fast-paced
But since it's faint, but since it is