Текст и перевод песни Hidra - Merhamet

Merhamet

Çek elini bebe yine faka bastin bak anca duvara punch atar hasmim
Yok sana kastim, stil aragazlik, rap piyasasina yeni bi para bastim.
Hiphop atesi de bensiz yanamazdi, paran olmasa bi sikime yaramazdin lan
Sanma ki bunu yine sana yazdim, bu müzik bana sölen ama sana yastir!
Simdi o sesini bi kes lan, beyin hücrelerimde Nicola Tesla
Yazcam diye bosa sarmiyom esrar, kafa bos ama yine benim adim masta.
Lolita degil sizi Kezbanlar dinler ama bizi Vinnie Paz lan
Bu ritimi kes lan, vur elini 'best one' sarki degil bebe bu yeni bi destan!
Stabile oldu bu sakinles ya da bunu dinle sonra katilles
Sana tatil bes gün bes gece Hidra'nin playlistinde var Dilkes.
Beni görünce diyor bebe 'tam bir kes' hadi siktir o pipi boyu santim bes
Gece vampir des, ele kandil, les hadi hiphop için uyan ve kalk birles!
Beni görsen o arenada 'boga' derdin, çok Matador harcadim dogal halim
Peki bu mu derdin? Ben gene geldim, ergene rap dersini yere serdim.
Çok üzgünüm basiniza bu da geldi, bana dil uzatan o kasara kuma geldin
Sen sanalda bana ana baci sövüyorken bana kupa veriyordu Fuat Ergin!
Çok attim sana çalim, gidin ve haraç alin, bi ezigi bulun hadi ondan para çalin
Benim için üstad; Defkhan, Mekanize, Joker & Allame ve Saian & Karaçali.
Bu nasil bir amaç? Adi hiphop. Araç alip ara gazi verin hadi, atcan bana çamur
Aptal, savas alani burasi yanasani yok ediyorum hem de benimle savasani!
Birçogunun hayali headline ve çogu da kendini saniyo bi TechN9ne
Kariyerine bedel yaptigim tek rhyme, rap fight ama sana kalmadi pek pay.
Amaçlari sadece reklam, sonucu nakavt bana yeterli tek round
Ben yine sahnede onlar background, yüksek kalite ve parlak bir ekran (Hiphop!)
Yaptigim bu flowu akil almaz, beni görünce deli gibi sakinanlar gibi mal
Dibi var hadi takil aptal, içi bos beyin ayni bi raki bardagi.
Var her gece kulüpte takilanlar gibi küfür edip edebini takinanlar
Yok fayda kaderden yakinandan, tabi suratina kapanan kapilar var.
Vardim firarda, kalktim bir anda baktim, kim anlar aklin ziyansa
Hakkim bi yanda, tatlim Rihanna sattin rüyanda, battin riyanla.
Kansiz diyarda yansin, bi anlam alsin, bi anda kalsin
Tiraj da yapsin, virajdan atsin, bi bastan alsin, hiphop da yazsin kitapta!
Bu yalana aldancan, bana bulasma git evine sar ganja
Sen gül tabi doluysa tabancan, rap merhamet adimsa Jean Valjean.
Ama yine de bu kalemde kan kalcak, dinlemeden ötmek çok aptalca
Bak puncha; 'Bi punchima kaç parçan denk? It gibi kapimda aç kalcan bitch!

Mercy

Take your hand off, babe, you stepped on a crack again, look, my only enemy punches walls
I have no beef with you, style's like a stove, I just dropped a new stack on the rap game.
The fire of hip-hop wouldn't burn without me, you'd be useless without money, man
Don't think I wrote this for you again, this music speaks to me, but I'm pinning it on you!
Now shut your mouth, I got Nikola Tesla in my brain cells
I don't smoke weed in vain to write, head's empty but I'm still the master.
Lolitas don't listen to you, Kezban's do, but Vinnie Paz listens to us, man
Cut this beat, slap your hand, this ain't a 'best one' song, babe, this is a new epic!
This is stable, calm down, or listen to this and then kill yourself
A five-day, five-night vacation for you, Dilkes is on Hidra's playlist.
When she sees me, she says, 'What a dick,' get lost, your dick's only five centimeters
A vampire at night, a candle in hand, a corpse, come on, wake up for hip-hop and unite!
If you saw me in that arena, you'd call me 'bull,' I've worn out many Matadors, it's my nature
Is this what you meant? I'm back again, I slammed the rap lesson to the ground for the teenagers.
I'm so sorry, this happened to you too, you who insulted me, you came to the sand
While you were cursing my mother and sister online, Fuat Ergin was giving me a trophy!
I've thrown you a lot of lines, go and extort, find a loser, come on, steal money from him
Masters for me; Defkhan, Mekanize, Joker & Allame and Saian & Karaçali.
What kind of purpose is this? It's called hip-hop. Get a car and gas it, you'll throw mud at me
Fool, this is a battlefield, I destroy anyone who comes near, even those who fight me!
Many dream of headlines, and many think they're a TechN9ne
The only rhyme I made worth your career, rap fight, but you didn't get much share.
Their goal is just advertising, a knockout is enough for me, just one round
I'm on stage again, they're background, high quality and a bright screen (Hiphop!)
This flow I make is mind-blowing, like idiots who hide when they see me
There's a bottom, hang out, fool, an empty brain is like a raki glass.
There are those who hang out in clubs every night, cursing and pretending to be polite
There's no use complaining about fate or your close ones, of course there are doors that close in your face.
I was on the run, I got up in an instant, I looked, who understands if your mind is bright
My right on one side, my sweet Rihanna, you sold in your dream, you sank with hypocrisy.
Let it burn in the bloodless land, let it make sense, let it stay in an instant
Let it make circulation, let it throw it from the bend, let it take it from the beginning, let it write hip-hop in the book too!
You'll fall for this lie, don't mess with me, go home and roll some ganja
You laugh, of course, if your gun is full, if the name of rap is mercy, then I'm Jean Valjean.
But still, there will be blood left in this pen, it's foolish to criticize without listening
Look at the punch; 'How many pieces of you are equal to one punch of mine? Open your mouth like a dog at my door, bitch!'