Текст и перевод песни Saian (Featuring Patron) - Milis

Milis

Saian son goku
Pmc orgut evi
Devisend on the beat
Ey! govdemden koptu pakt bayrak actım adam kert
Melanetten zırhım ey ben ayaktayım uyur kent
Sai hayatınla oynar sakatlar senı belaltından
Edınemezsın muzık marketlerden satılır el altından

Sai menkıbe sen noktasın gırtlak kadar boktasın
Sai micro basına 1500 ton bastı sen şoktasın
Senin et beynındekı tek sey cennet bekaret para
Ey elindeki bayrak arap yeşili bak bendekide kara

Bas dedik havada şahlansın peşinde sai timboflak
Abe kesın dj sıvodur kendınden gectıyse plak
Oy benım eskartımın yaarısı goynumun tam dıbı
Saian kalleş vede sinsi gözyasına gomulen bır gam gibi

Biz ateş yolunda kalemi yay gibi gerdik
Bizim evler yemen turkusu sokaklar seferberlık
Saian kambocyalı bı mılıs yada tamedibili bi maktel
SSAİAN SOSYOPAT SALDIRGAN ORASI BENİM KALK LEN!

Patron Evin icinde
Bu oyunun adi Rap game Hiphop Game
Pesinde polis ey toplanir konsey
Hava biraz sisli bugun solu gaz (Propein)
Protest rap az kompleks
Ve yeri gelir katil Kayzer Suoze
Derin gelir o ses sen havalanma kontez
Testeron bol sendeki eksik yok protest
Kalir caylak moron et artik saklanma Biiitch
Horon tep simdi git horon tep
Nakit yok ama bol cek ve karsiligi yok pek
O yuzden tost et bu beton degil protein
Yalan bende cok mesela tek istedigim sohbet
Ölum gercek olan talan hepsi bos
Zulüm gercek olan kan besli yok

Milis

Saian son goku
Pmc orgut evi
Devisend on the beat
Hey! my body erupted, I unfurled the flag of rebellion, my knife is sharp
My armor of truth, I stand strong in the sleeping city
Sai plays with your life, crippling you from behind
You can't find it in music stores, it's sold under the counter

Sai legend, you're just a speck in the gutter
Sai pressed 1500 tons into the microphone, you're in shock
All you think about is paradise, virginity, and money
Hey, the flag in your hand is Arab green, but mine is black

Crank it up, let it soar in the air, followed by Sai Timboflak
Come on, it's definitely DJ Sivod, if he's gone crazy, it's the record
My squad is by my side, the heartbeat in my chest
Saian is treacherous and cruel, a grief buried in tears

We walked the path of fire, our pens ready like arrows
Our homes echo Yemeni anthems, our streets are ready for war
Saian, a Cambodian soldier or a sacrificial victim in Tamedibi
SSAİAN, A SOCIOPATH, AGGRESSIVE, THAT'S MY SPOT, GET LOST!

Patron In the house
The name of this game is Rap game Hiphop Game
Cops on your tail, the council meets
The air is hazy today, the gas (propane) is flowing
Protest rap, less complex
And when the time comes, the ruthless Caesar Suoze
His voice digs deep, don't get carried away, my lady
Testosterone in abundance, you're lacking in protest
You'll stay a greenhorn moron, stop hiding, b****
Dance the horon, go dance the horon
No cash, but lots of checks and not much to cover them
So toast this concrete, it's not protein
I lie a lot too, for example, all I want is conversation
Death is the only reality, the rest is empty
Oppression is the only reality, there is no bloodless nourishment