Olur ağzın açık kalır ani, şaşırıp durur hangisi daha iyi
Your mouth drops open in surprise, you're shocked, you can't decide which is better
Hepiniz köle bura kalleş babil, kiminin bozuk ayarı kimi de katil
You're all slaves to this treacherous Babylon, some of you are broken, some of you are murderers
Kimi bana tilt oluyo kimi de tahrik, kimi kin kusuyo birine kimi kan bil
Some of you are getting worked up about me and some of you are getting turned on, some of you are spewing hatred at someone, and some of you just want blood
Oğlum rapin komik durur, emek verip çalış kudur
Son, rap is funny to you, work hard, struggle and suffer
Didin durup didin, benim dilim silah, dilim barut
Toil and struggle, my tongue is a weapon, my tongue is gunpowder
Herbiri kendine müslüman, MC'nin bir çoğu bu müziğe küstü bak
Everyone thinks they're a Muslim, most MCs have given up on this music, look
Estirip pestili çıkarır o saykoman, es verip ezberi bozana da dön bi′ bak
That psychopath rants and raves, if you can stand the repetition, then take another look
Birine diss atsaydım tabi, beğenirdin bunu kesin
If I had dissed someone, of course you would have liked it
Şarkılarım milyon olurdu, yorum yapardı Lia Shine
My songs would have hit a million, Lia Shine would have commented
Tabi iyisin, bi' bilgisayar yeter sana rap için
Of course you're good, all you need is a computer for rap
İyisi kötüsü var mı ne için, savaş fikrinizi bi' değişin
Is it good or bad for what, change your warlike thinking
Sataşan piçler telef oldu, ben Graham Bell rap ise telefondu
The little shits who attacked me are dead, I'm Graham Bell and rap is the telephone
Geriye ne kaldı, kulağınız menapozluyken cap sizin olsun bize bolluk
What's left? While your ears are menopausal, the jackpot is ours
Bu bok üçgense ben de Pisagor′dum, lafı giydiririm sana kısa kollu
If this shit is a triangle, then I'm Pythagoras, I'll put words on you that are short-sleeved
Dinsize rap yaptın ilah oldun, bize çuvalla mal var size onluk
You rapped to the infidels and became a god, we've got bags of stuff and you've got tens
O sesine mute kesesine muz, bora bass′ta bense ryhme ötesini bul
That voice of yours is worth a banana in its bag, Bora on the bass, and I'll find what's beyond rhyme
Kocası bi' dul geçmiş bir kuğu, seni yarışta duydum Looney Tunes
Her husband is a widower, an ex-swan, I heard you in the competition, Looney Tunes
Gibi sustun çünkü çocuğu koydum, sana kuruldum beate bi′ vole koydum
Like you shut up because I put the kid in, I set myself up on the beat and hit a volley
Tam kuş oldum özgürlüğe kondum, bu da bana handikaptı yine seni buldum piç
I've become a free bird, but I found you again, you little shit
Bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam benim
Messed up mind, messed up mind, mine
Bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam benim
Messed up mind, messed up mind, messed up mind, mine
Yine bul bi' deli, uğraş ve didin
Find another madman, fight and struggle
Stresle geril ama yine
Get stressed and tense, but still
Bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam benim
Messed up mind, messed up mind, mine
Bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam, bozuk kafam benim
Messed up mind, messed up mind, messed up mind, mine
Yine bul bi′ deli, uğraş ve didin
Find another madman, fight and struggle
Stresle geril ama yine
Get stressed and tense, but still
Bozduk kafayı basma damarıma gelip, ossur müzik tantanasına bi' gelin olsun
Screw up your minds, don't come and burst my blood vessel, come and join the musical fuss
Kozum sonda gelir, aga bana bozdur paranı da bi′ şeklin olsun
My trump card comes at the end, man, give me your money and make a change