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Endüstri - Groovypedia Studio Sessions

Ortada ne kadar para var ve kokoş Rap′ten ne anlar?
Gelir çakma P.R. baksan hepsi Rihanna!
Bizse hâlâ home stüdyo, PC Windows, Mac yok
Biz yapmazsak Rapçi, inan ki size de ekmek yok

Eleştirmeyi kesip de kulak ver
Bir saat sonra sen holigan, Rap silahlarımız
Yeraltı sadece poligon!
Güneş gibi yakarım, bul kendine bir koli yoğurt!
Gerekirse yalarım lolipop, çünkü tek yol Hip-Hop!
Kuş foli, komar foli, doli yaği doli, honki ponki torino
Mal olma bari komik

Siz salaklarsınız, siz araklarsınız yeah
Siz para basanlarsınız
Bizse korkak olmayanlarız
Yeah motherfuckers!

Al sana roket, bu pat motherfucker dolu tatil bavulu gibi
Pat patlamasa da hâlâ vurur kafana kelimeleri ramazan davulu gibi!
Boktan imajını savunur itin, benim süngü midemde Rap için
Elim ise para kiri, bu Rap'ten sonra size yakışan da bana göre harakiri

No
Fuckin′ Music Industry
I'm sorry
Bullshit

Endüstri, ya ya ya ya sen en güzel
Yatcaz kalkcaz tabi, bekle sen bi'
Sex de benle pek pek pek güzel!
Akçıl′ın ağzını bir tek Hayk düzeltir!

Alt dudağını ısırma kraliçem!
Ben sana gebereceğim ama gülmekten (Haha!)
Hasta la vista bebeğim hürmetler
Yo giderli Demet! Gider mi? Evet!

Müzisyen misin striptizci mi, bitch?
Aşk öyle mi ahlak yoksulu Murat yoz denen sex düşkünü piç?
Düş yataktan, geç sokaktan. Neden sanat yok yarıştan çok!
Sapa, kulba, kapağa itibar etmeyin demişti Barış Manço

Neresini tutsam kop′cak
Gülşen ruhunu değil, ama penisini okşar
Yenisi al tüket bu Pop chart
Alçak Rapçiye bol şans, olucak!

Ama şart bak mutlak biraz ün (Hı!)
Albüm diye satmasa rafında D&R siyanür
Senin de ölmez sanatın (Hım!)
Her yapımcı mükemmel, seni tüketirler para biterse

Şöhretsin ama düzerse, patlar P.R
Bi' an güzelsen şuraya imza at, yine gidersin, nah!
Çıktığın gibi de inersin, bak
Eskirsen bu da plastik, saç
Prensessin ama plastik, taç!

No
Fuckin′ Music Industry
I'm sorry
Bullshit
Fuckin′ Music Industry

Industry - Groovypedia Studio Sessions

How much money is there and what does a bimbo know about stylish rap?
Comes fake P.R. and if you look, they're all Rihanna!
As for us, we're still home studio, PC Windows, no Mac
If we don't make rappers, believe me, there's no bread for you either

Stop criticizing and listen
In an hour, you'll be a hooligan, our rap weapons
Underground is just a polygon!
I'll burn you like the sun, find yourself a tub of yogurt!
If necessary, I'll lick a lollipop, because the only way is Hip-Hop!
Bird foli, mosquito foli, doli yaği doli, honki ponki torino
Don't be silly

You're idiots, you're thieves yeah
You're money printers
As for us, we're the ones who're not afraid
Yeah motherfuckers!

Take this rocket, this motherfucker is full like a suitcase on vacation
Bang bangbang, even if it doesn't explode, it still hits your head with words like a ramadan drum!
Dog who defends your shitty image, my bayonet is in my stomach for Rap
And my hand is dirty with money, after this Rap, what suits you is hara-kiri

No
Fuckin′ Music Industry
I'm sorry
Bullshit

Industry, yeah yeah yeah yeah you're the most beautiful
We'll go to bed and get up, of course, just wait a bit
Sex with me is really nice!
Hayk is the only one who can fix Akçıl's mouth!

Bite your lower lip my queen!
I'll die having sex with you but laughing (Haha!)
Hasta la vista baby, with respect
Exitable Demet! Is she excitable? Yes!

Are you a musician or a stripper, bitch?
Is love like that, depraved Murat Yoz, the sex-obsessed bastard?
Get out of bed, go to the street. Why is there no art, just competition!
Don't pay attention to the handle, knob, or lid, Barış Manço said

Wherever I touch will break
Gülşen strokes her penis, not her soul
Buy the new one, consume this Pop chart
Good luck to the humble Rapper, it will happen!

But the condition is absolute, a bit of fame (Yeah!)
If it doesn't sell as an album, cyanide in D&R on the shelf
Your art won't die either (Hmm!)
Every producer is perfect, they'll consume you when the money runs out

You're famous but if you fix yourself, P.R. will explode
If you're beautiful for a moment, come over here and sign this, go away again, you won't!
You'll come down the same way you went up, look
When you get old, this is plastic, hair
Princess but plastic, crown!

No
Fuckin′ Music Industry
I'm sorry
Bullshit
Fuckin′ Music Industry