Текст и перевод песни No.1 feat. İzah - Yer6nda Biri Var )

Yer6nda Biri Var )

4:30 Pazar, resmi döktü bir senaryo
Beat benim ikinci yüz karakterim
Pürüzlü bak rütuşlarım, titiz ve renk gezer bu renk körü
Gömüldü bir pazarda ahtı, yeraltında tahtı var

Artısında kaptı kaçtılar, emek verildi
Onca parça çok derindi, bir sebir de edebilir
Bu metni sil kafandan, sayfalar karaydı
İşte tam burda yeraltında biri var

Gecenin yarısı elime sigara verdi, kadere küfretti
Okulun içine bomba koydum ve derin bir oh çektim
Kapımı çektim orda bekle, burası bol mayınlı
Yarım akıllı şıllıklar gençlere idol sayıldı

Kıl payında yaşamın değeri, şans değil bu başarı
Uyku kaçtı aşırı duman altı, Altkat yeraltı
Nerde kaldı insanlık, bence tekeri patlaktı
19 Mayıs'ta birisi doğdu, şeytan atlattı

Ağlamaktı çaresizlik, mutluluktan ben emekli
Çare beklemekti belki dinlediğin ând şekli
Sakız çeviren ağzınız da, tarzınız da fake'di
Pantolonum boldu nigga görenler laf etti

Adam vurmak marifetti, birisi burayı tarif etti
Gerçek adı şifreli, cehennem mi, cennet mi?
Dinle İzah-No.1'i caizse tabiri
Sen yatakta uykudayken yeraltında var biri

4:30 Pazar, resmi döktü bir senaryo
Beat benim ikinci yüz karakterim
Pürüzlü bak rütuşlarım, titiz ve renk gezer bu renk körü
Gömüldü bir pazarda ahtı, yeraltında tahtı var

Artısında kaptı kaçtılar, emek verildi
Onca parça çok derindi, bir sebir de edebilir
Bu metni sil kafandan, sayfalar karaydı
İşte tam burda yeraltında biri var

Bol dumanlı gecelerin belası altta kaldı
Onca gangsta kaltak altı, mahkemem şahidimse
Bahtımın kader dediğin yazdığı senaryo
Her zaman planlı, bense eskimiş bi' fileyim direkte

Underground dileklerimde kaç bilek kesildi?
Bir flex'ci öldü, onu bi' nigga gömdü
Doğru dinle gerçek ezmesi, rap bi' şerdi
Bir odamda yoktu sürtme gezmesi

Filmi burda şşt kopartma, neyse felsefem
Bi' ben desem, çalarken hiç düşünme sen bu parçayı
Son sesinde dirlik, kısık ateşte yandı birlik
Kibirli milli içeri girdi, selamın aktifi

Anladın mı taktiği, bu anti kurgular rakibi
Her sound'da DF koptu, kaldır elleri
Bir kefen rüyalarımda mekanı dost sezen
Ezgiler kulaklarımda left-right, hadi git

4:30 Pazar, resmi döktü bir senaryo
Beat benim ikinci yüz karakterim
Pürüzlü bak rütuşlarım, titiz ve renk gezer bu renk körü
Gömüldü bir pazarda ahtı, yeraltında tahtı var

Artısında kaptı kaçtılar, emek verildi
Onca parça çok derindi, bir sebir de edebilir
Bu metni sil kafandan, sayfalar karaydı
İşte tam burda yeraltında biri var

There Is Someone on the 6th Floor)

4:30 AM Sunday, official spilled a script
Beat is my second face character
Look rough, my friends, meticulous and color-wandering, this is color-blind
He was buried in a Sunday, he has a throne underground

In addition, they were snatched away, they were given labor
All these pieces were very deep, one can also persevere
Delete this text from your head, the pages were black
There's someone right here underground

He gave me a cigarette in the middle of the night, cursed fate
I put a bomb inside the school and took a deep oh
I pulled my door, wait there, this place is heavily mined
Half-smart bitches were considered idols for young people

The value of life in a hair's breadth, it's not luck, it's success
Escaped to sleep under excessive smoke, Subcat underground
Where is humanity left, I think the wheel was blown off
Someone was born on May 19, the devil survived

It was to cry desperation, happiness that I retired
The remedy was to wait, maybe the way you listened and
Your gum-spinning mouth and your style were fake too
My pants were baggy, nigga, those who saw said

It was a trick to shoot a man, someone described this place
His real name is cryptic, is it hell or heaven?
Listen, Explain-No.1, so to speak, so to speak
There's someone underground while you're asleep in bed

4:30 AM Sunday, official spilled a script
Beat is my second face character
Look rough, my friends, meticulous and color-wandering, this is color-blind
He was buried in a Sunday, he has a throne underground

In addition, they were snatched away, they were given labor
All these pieces were very deep, one can also persevere
Delete this text from your head, the pages were black
There's someone right here underground

The scourge of copious smoky nights remained at the bottom
All these gangsta bitches are six, if my trial is my witness
The script that my luck wrote that you call fate
It's always planned, and I'm an outdated 'net on the pole'

How many wrists were cut in my underground wishes?
A flex guy died, a nigga buried him
Listen right, the real crush, the rap two sherdi
I didn't have a room, a rubbing trip

Don't stop the movie here, anyway, my philosophy
If I say 'me, don't you ever think about this piece when you play
At the last sound of dirlik, unity burned in a low fire
The arrogant national entered, the active of the greeting

Do you understand the tactic, this anti-fictions opponent
DF broke off at every sound, raise your hands
A shroud perceives the place in my dreams, friend
Tunes are in my ears left-right, come on go

4:30 AM Sunday, official spilled a script
Beat is my second face character
Look rough, my friends, meticulous and color-wandering, this is color-blind
He was buried in a Sunday, he has a throne underground

In addition, they were snatched away, they were given labor
All these pieces were very deep, one can also persevere
Delete this text from your head, the pages were black
There's someone right here underground