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Ill Mind of Hopsin 5 (INSTRUMENTAL) **best on YouTube**
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Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame
'Cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain — give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess — no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw — you literally do nothing at all!
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
[Verse 2]
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo — bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real — shut up, tramp, save it!
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy!
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried!
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to findin' is to stop searchin'
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not workin'
[Verse 3]
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit, and get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focusedAll you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached — fuck hip-hop!
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can seeThey purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
Thanks and good job..this one's the dopest so far 2
Verse 1
On the real, I never liked y’all <br />Y’all was just dudes walking
With your pants sagging
Thinking you riding around in a ghost
But you riding in a bandwagon
You guys never were cool
Talking about getting shot like it’s fun to be you
“I be getting money and it stack to the roof”
Nah, you ain’t rich, you just another kid who be begging for food
I was poor too, but i still had something to do
Which was rap, make music and eat food
Verse 2
There is a difference between real and fake dudes
A real dude stay about his business
While a fake dude spreads rumors and don’t mind his business
When I say the word fun what do you envision?
Probably getting in trouble with the law
That's probably why you and your crew ain’t got skills
Man it gives me the chills when I rap like this
Man it’s probably hard for y’all to reminisce
On the good times when I didn’t exist
Gotta stay on the grind
This how I kill time
Got to use my Ill Mind
To rap every line
Verse 3
You haters mean nothing
Only reason you haters buzzin
Cuz You tryna be like me
But I ain’t sayin’ something
You never could rise above me
Even if your whole crew jumped me
You just mad cuz you ugly
Ima rise above hate everyday
You still got a lot of stuff on your plate ....وسعت 3
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son panç
Beta, Berk, Bayındı
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse 1]
Oğuz Solmaz, nam-ı diğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beynin zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çokta!
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep, ölmesse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine, bölgemdeyken bile
Söylence'n kendine "Ölmessem iyi!" diye
Ölsen gitsen de, özlenmessin be
Can güvenliğin önlem ver derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rapin memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim!
İsmin Adam olsa bile, sana adam demem Flowart (hı)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm (he)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flowdan
Zaten iki sene evvel, varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca, Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğulca'm, manyak doktorlar
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
Amatemde yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamışın, koçum bak
Yalan dolan konuşma! Geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki, bizim ekipteki
Beta'nın Berk'in back'i diye bilir piyasada sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma, kızgın boğa bile, Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var
Kafamda sorunlar, husumet öyle, durduk yere oluşmaz
Demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ipnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek, düşüncesi musluğunu
Kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz mutluluk
Klibinde mezdeke yapmıştın, boka batmıştın
Kendine bir tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Video'yu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle
Çektin de çalıştın, birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi niye ve bu curet be?!
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim kızım, gelinim sana
Sami seni arayınca, nerden çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik, biri gibi; iki kişilikli gibi
Tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git
Dili sivri , değildi ki ikilemeden
İyi bi diss'imi benim, hak ettin!
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini, rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim Flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiçte prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt, be pestil oldun
Yürekli oldum da, hep bi korkum var
Rap diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun?
Benim eski, dostum yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın
Rapten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', Oldschool havaları
Kendini beğenmekte, hat safadasın (Hahahaha)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek
Mürekkebim bile, yazar üretmedim diye
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin
Ama tam tersine dönceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin, n'ol'cağını bilirsin
Git bi' kızla takıl, işin sübyan bul
İnternet'ten, Chat'ten, Tingle'dan, Snap'ten
Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun hayırlı olsun
Lau-bali, la-kayt, la, ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin Beta Berk, Bayın'dır oğlu
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin, değiştin!
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen, bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic Mushroom, Koko, Roche, LSD?
Peki artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Panç fena deşti, Kick'se mahvetti
Aşırı bi' tepkim, olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında, çok cefa çektim
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı!
Backvocal'im diye headline yaptım!
Tüm emeklerim benim, tabii boşa çıktı!
Koca kafasına çekip, headshot yaptım!
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı!
Seni uyardım da, uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, Beat'lerini, Clip'lerini ayarladım!
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı (lan!)?
Insaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da noldu(ha)?
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız oğlum!
Bir da'da n'olur, çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla, susmasını bil (şış!)!
Bi' diss attın şimdi, durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını, kusmadığımı bil (bitch)!
Fuck!
Life is taken me in so many directions, with denial and misperceptions on my journey,
In matter of seconds it only
I haven’t had too many blessings , just a lot of criticism from people give more objections than attorney,
Because I’m an exception for their insecurities, mentally they’re impressions on me, thinks affects me personally.
Young mid twenty years olds , if not mouthy teenagers thinking they’re hard , want to make
few statements and be bold for their disregard for others pedestrians
Driving a car, after listing to the fake shit they’re sold , but rarely get charged
For recklessness idiotic irresponsible behaviour , yet do they care , No
Not until few months or years later
When somebody’s lying in hospital comatose put In by a stranger , who’s eighteen years old not being rational and logical, so grossing roads can be more safer
All The reasons for why there is climate change, because as humans we remain
Selfish and we don’t even try to hide it
But still complain about our life’s instead of trying to refrain from mocking someone else’s like to keep it private,
to satisfy an ego and feel entertained,
Because to do that nowadays you don’t need a brain , just somebody to follow, subscribe and
like it, people are fucking lame,
Lame like artificial arm with no muscle movement , none of these
Lefties gone woke aren't sly or subtle enough to include inducement,
None of then can put the pieces together in this puzzle, to people like me
It’s all confusing ,we don’t want them to be including us in Hundred & something gender nonsense,
in our own skin we’re comfortable , plus it’s simple biology that’s doesn’t need to be proven,
Recently I got called a tool, for nailing it on her with the truth ,I wasn’t trying to be cruel nor
was it my intention give this girl some verbal abuse , I was just the fuel to already lit fuse ,
When I told her I ain’t fool, I do read the news , to know it’s not cool without any evidence to accuse,
anyone of anything when all media dose distort the truth. Life is pretty chaotic and its getting worser by the day , keyboard warriors are triggered by getting hot the topic ,
but won’t have the guts go out in public to say, things to anybody’s face , not like some psychotic nut job finding a way ,
to make evil beings acceptable in society to be ionic, because these leftists bastards think it’s okay
Children should be in the firing line , this fucking catastrophic All kids want to do is go outside to play
Look how ironic is that, I’m not a religious man, but for them I do pray
Fuck all those type of cosmetic surgeons for trying to play God They worsen each child’s life to make them feel odd
Defund these people, then make them lose they’re job
Any child is not burden, parents these days selfishly want to push and prod
Their sons or daughters , turn into a little person
Robbed from they’re childhood, too be created as a better version
Of themselves , this way of thinking is Ludacris, yet stupidity in this generation
seems to be the new smart , what we’ve learned seems useless , who needs a heart ,
We can’t even be to ruthless ,
according to Snowflakes that pick, break and take apart Anything they set they’re eyes on as arrogantly believe people like of you and me clueless,
but they can’t spend all day try to keep us in the dark .Nothing is gonna stop us from exposing the naked truth like a nudist.
We don’t their explanation We already left our mark. The world isn’t changing for the better , it’s all fabricated to please despicable people
purposely making the rest of society feel incapacitated ,The want to be cynical and deem our losses exaggerated
Subliminal messages that are being send to us For a materialistic lifestyle that’s allocated to
To distract us from our principles,
the government don’t want us to talk about how water is contaminated,
It’s easier and typical for everyone to fall in line , rather than get aggravated, usually without reason our efforts are rescindable ,
if the people in charge or forced to be
Abdicated. They want you and me to be miserable ,
so they dived us into groups for a problematic course become more exacerbated
But if you don’t agree and I don’t want to be divided by a shady system , your called names and labelled for refusing to abide and listen ,
they will get you to visualise a mental prison , if they’re plan of corruption is compromised ,
I mean who is better to play the victim ?
Is it them or is it us ? a politician can’t hide the amount of lies that’s put citizens in awkwardly unfair position.
İçimden rap yapmak isteği geldiği için şuan bu sözleri yazıyorum.
Ben Mumble Rap yapan tüm MC'leri sevmiyorum.
Rap nasıl bidaha eski haline dönecek,onu ben bilemiyorum.
Ben eski Rap'i geri getirmek istiyorum,ama maalesef ki getiremiyorum.
Bazı bozuk RaP şarkılarını aklımdan silemiyorum.
Biri Rap'i yanlış lanse ettiği zaman eskisi gibi sinirlenemiyorum.
Baksanıza,hala nakarat'a giremiyorum.
Ne yaparsan yapayım yine de Şu Burry gerizekalısını sevemiyorum.
Şu Platform'un kuralı yüzünden Rap şarkı sözleri yazamıyorum.
Ben hayatımı istediğim şekilde özgürce yaşayamıyorum.
Maalesef ki ben Popm Ender'i Rapçi olarak sayamıyorum.
Eğer onu rapçi sayarsam,bu aptallık olur.
Mumble rap ve Trap Türkçe Rap'in sonu.
Mumble Rapçileri ebediyyen piyasadan silmekten başka çaresi yok bunun.
Khontkar da tek görülebilen şey Burun.
Dostum,bana bulaşırşan kırılır kolun ve omzun.
Siz yobazlar etek giyen kadına diyorsunuz Yolsuz.
Asıl siz yolsussunuz Yobazlar.
Ben sinirlendiğimde vücudumdan çıkar kol.
İngilizce de Erkeğe derler "Boy".
Ben sana emr edemem ki "Lütfen artık doy!".
Öyle konuşuyorsunuz ki sanki bu köyde yapılacak yeni bir yol.
Eskiler rapçi olanlar şimdi pop yapıyor.
Eskiler Mumble Rap'e sallayanlar şimdi Mumble rapçileri Rapçi sayıyor.
Hatta ve Hatta bazıları övüyor.
Bazıları da sövüyor
Bazıları ise çok ileri giderek dövüyor.
Bazı MCler çatışmadan sonra ölüyor.
Dostum ben de demek isterdim ki "Rap eski haline dönüyor.".
Nakarat X2
"İşim oldu sana beat yollayamadım,işim olduğu için klip çekemedim"bunlar nasıl bahaneler.
Denedim ki ben asla"Bu bahaneler şahaneler!
Sen baktığında sırıl-sıklam aşıklara demedin ki"Bu aşk sahte
Len!?"
Bir oyun vardır, oyunun kuralı bu "Katl edil yada ol Katl eden.
Verse 2
Yanlış anlamayın,sadist değilim.
Ben Cringe Videolar izlediğimde eriyor beyinim.
Benim yok ki yeğenim.
Ne de ki var benim kılıç kalkan,silah,yeleğim.
Bazen şöyle dediğim oluyor"Dur şunu da beğeneyim.
Ben bir iyilik yapıyım ki gerçekten sevineyim.
"Kanka acaba bir korku filmimi izleyeyim?!"
Dedi dostum bende ona dedim ki
"Normalde korku filmlerinden korkmam ama yinede izlemeyelim!"
Sonra dostum dedi ki
"Kanka hadi biraz gerilelim."
Ben ona dedim ki
"Kanka ben korku filmlerinden korkmuyorum ki gerileyim de."
"Dur birazcık üzüleyim"diye girdiğim bir Video yok.
Fakat benim güldüğüm video çok.
Ben kahkahalar attığında ailem oldu şok.
O zamanlarda da evcil hayvanlar'ının karnı tok.
Dostuma sordum dedim"
Her dərdə çarə mi var?"
Dostumda dedi ki
"Evet,Çare var!"
Ben de dedim ki ona
"Herşeye çare olamaz mal."
Dostumda dedi ki
'Bana mal deme lan".
Nakarat X2 ....وسعت 4
Since I was younger I never did Wat I was told
Gave a chill when I
Was a mean lil kid dat was how I rolled
Now I'm 14 with a sick sad soul
Never cared about Wat anybody had to say
Got in trouble for callin a troubled kid gay
But when he doubled with troubled kids who did Wat they may
They all looked at me with a disturbing puzzled gaze
But when I looked back there gaze never seemed to faze
It was like I was trapped in a dark maze with sick rays and fish flays I was tazzed and woke up in a daze and was I was dead for days
For whatever reason I just can't seem to find my groove
But when I
While I just sit in class learning about the product of two
arrows , Dot
While writing this ink blot
Trying to diagnose myself in something that I got caught
Makes me feel alive like I'm about to trot
I don't want to start something and put it down
I just want to find where throne is just to receive a crown
The more I run the more confused I am
I feel like I'm in a shell of a clam
While I can't put together my own fam
These voices start appearing more and more each day
How come they don't ever fucking fade
Even while I write this verse
I feel like I'm in some sort of curse
Meanwhile I'm trying to figure out how to be first
Am I in the right lane
But I don't want fame
Just want to be proud from where I came
I'm not looking to be the same
Not looking to be different either
Everywhere I look all I see is a different deciever
In a world run by money it seems to be all I need
If not how am I going to be able to feed
While everyone else just seems to be trying to suck the life of my next seed
In this world that we live in I just want to be freed
Every time I feel the sense of greed
I just begun to teeth
Just keep losing loved ones
One by one , while I'm just trying to have fun
I wake up every morning and look at the sun
wondering is this all I'll ever get done
Am I really going to be just a shun
But I've heard that before
While I write this, all I dream of are tours
Why do I feel like I'm the cure
Am I wrong for feeling this way
Or is it just another voice that someone else is thinking throughout their day
How are these thoughts reaching me
I feel like Dexter getting annoyed by his sister Dee Dee
Is that corny or is that good
I don't even know myself, take a pick
Everyone's telling me what to do I'm starting to feel fucking sick
Listening to everyone else's opinions
Mean while all I want to do is see canyons
Never been the type to go around fanning
When I hear everyone else doing it I just want to say can it
I hate bragging
However there's no other way I feel like I won this game of tagging
These so called rappers talk about money and guns while they're sagging
But when I look deeper
I feel like I understand almost as if this craft is mine and I'm just a creeper
Why am I in the mix of this seether
Every night I wake up with fever
I can't sleep pretending I want to make everyone else proud
When I want to do it for myself and not just for some crowd
I've never tried this before
Is this the correct detour?
I feel like all eyes are on this creature
Did I come from a lab
Sorry for the loss of the train of thought
im just trying to get a tab
On the witch
that left me here alone
in this ditch
Is this the right tone?
Trying to think of who wrote out this master plan
Everyday building my body to be shown when I don't even want to get tan
What did I get myself into
At least let me know if you understand my words too
This is not what I want to do to get food
Why does it make me feel so fucking good
Or am I oil in water feeling crude
This is all I can do to at least
To make myself feel soothed
I don't know myself hopefully I'll know soon
I just don't want to look like some sort of bafoon
Don't want to feel like a lune
Anymore , society making me feel I'm un-prized
Feel like I can't let it go have too much pride
I feel like I'm on to something, need someone to let me know and stick by my side
All I see is that I'm the demonic tide
Meanwhile I'm trying to help others confide
And make sure that they too have flied
working hard never put my name in the success list everyone gets it but FedEx sent me the message, waking up for third shift man I'm feeling
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, ‘cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me."
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain — give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess — no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw — you literally do nothing at all!
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, ‘cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life ‘cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all ‘cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Verse 2]
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo — bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real — shut up, tramp, save it!
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy!
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried!
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, ‘cause your last one's not working
But I’ve got nothing to hide
I just got a little fried
/>And drank until I died
Then I slapped myself awake it’s time to fucking revive
Cuz if you’re walking around depressed and wanna cry
Then what’s the point in being alive
But if you find something to change the fact
And fuck the high life get your old one and take it back
Cuz you don’t need the meth coke and crack
Just me and the rest of the squad will always have your back
We smoke weed and drink a little bit but you got me fucked up if you think I’ll lay my finger on a syringe
Cuz what do we teach these kids in school
What do you do if dude with a fucked up do skipping school offers you a dube
You say no keep walking pass him let home go
Cuz if iou smoke the devils lettuce you’ll end up dying alone
What the fuck is this shit
Another shitty message designed by an oppression to keep people in my situation out adapting
Sorry I’ll slow down I think I’m snapping
But how In the fuck do you think you’ll stop me from rapping
You’ve got 2 dogs and a cat
A nice house with a loyal wife you could’ve had it at that
But instead you decided to attack my main rap
So now you’re getting torn about I won’t fucking have that
You sit around acting like you worked for what had
But instead you stole it from the loyal and never even felt bad
You stabbed us in the back
So I’ll stab you in the heart
We’re not finished bitch this was just the start
Fuck that I need the beat in this shit
Why you have to tell me to wear make up on my wrists
To try to protect the little kids?
From what
The reality
That not everything in life is always fucking happy
And sometime you have to almost die befor you can find what makes you feel so alive
For me I was In a mental hospital asked for a pad and pencil
Sat down and just let myself go
Tore the page up
Let’s show these motherfuckers just what were made of
I don’t need to be here
I just wanted to die
Cuz some fuck shit happened up in my life
But if every other second you wanna die
Then is it right to call your life a life are you really alive
But I’m not gonna lie
Sometimes I wish the cut was deeper and I didn’t survive
But instead I’ll pick a pen and write til la cry or am satisfied
Cuz if you think I’m fucking crazy look at he red in my eyes
I ain’t even high
Just angry
We were fucking then you got mad cuz I called you baby
You didn’t want any of that attachment
But you led me on like I was gonna be your captain
And you never understood how much each rap meant
Cuz you don’t what it’s like to have both parents absent
But fuck that I refuse to consent
The devil can break me down I’ll build up a fence
Build up a gate
Fuck it build up a wall
Anything to keep away the devil
And if you think that I might fall
At least I can you haven’t even gotten up since last fall
Sitting on the couch drinking beer and watching ball
Then you rely on me to drop a song
Butch you got this shit wrong
I’m not making a fucking sing along
I’ll talk real shit that happened and all my friend I fucking up and lost
Ah
I don’t know what the fuck
I can do so I’ll cruise in my truck
Blasting lil pump
Cuz I hate myself
I’ve been in the rut but you’re on the highest shelf
But the higher yo I make it here the further you go in hell
So come on bitch hit me again with that fucking belt
I’m laying in my bed I wanna scream I wanna y’all
Does anybody understand the circumstance in which I was delt
Fuck it I guess not
So here let me fill you in let me take the spot
Ahem you ever taken so many pills you forgot
That you’re even high so you took another shot
Then another
Then another
Then another
Oh fucking brother
How the fuck could you do this to your mother
She raised you right now she’s in the gutter
Moving on to a brand new lover
And most of your days are spent under the covers
Never getting up to discover
The life that you could’ve had dude you’re my brother
I hope this gets out to you before you discover
What it means to be a shampay
You’re too young so I’ll hold back what I have to say
But mom and dad never hit it off to great
And daddy got fucked up and went his separate way
And you’ll pull a knife when somebody calls you gay
And then you’ll realize that you’re fucking full of hate
But you don’t to conform like your friends
You can do better things with a few pens
And a note pad
Take the volume out it to the max
Spit your bars kinda slow now speed it up fast
So it like you mean it
Deliver
Say tolls you want it
It’s bitter
Say it like you need
No quitters
Say it like you’re so angry you have the fucking jitters
If anything pisses me off more than fake people
It’s ones who wanna be rappers cuz they see the golden ego
But I’m sorry that’s not what I’m here to reach tho
I’m looking at a peephole
Through the door to success
But I refuse to finance
The culture
If people want me there I’ll get it with due time
But for now I wanna Sit down and right a few punch lines
Cuz this rap shit ain’t a joke
Most of y’all don’t understand it
But most of these guys steal lines
They’re fucking bandits
But don’t hop on the bland shit
You can do so much better if you want to can it
If you want to make it
You can’t just stay lit
You gotta put your heart till they say you can’t spit
Then show them the fuck
Show them who really are
If you’re like me roll your sleeves up and drop their hearts
When you have the suicide hotline tattooed on your arm
Fuck ....وسعت
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son panç
Beta, Berk, Bayındı
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse 1]
Oğuz Solmaz, namıdiğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beynin zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çokta!
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep, ölmesse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine, bölgemdeyken bile
Söylence'n kendine "Ölmessem iyi!" diye
Ölsen gitsen de, özlenmessin be
Can güvenliğin önlem ver derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rapin memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim!
İsmin Adam olsa bile, sana adam demem Flowart (hı)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm (he)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flowdan
Zaten iki sene evvel, varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca, Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğulca'm, manyak doktorlar
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
Amatemde yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamışın, koçum bak
Yalan dolan konuşma! Geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki, bizim ekipteki
Beta'nın Berk'in back'i diye bilir piyasada sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma, kızgın boğa bile, Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var
Kafamda sorunlar, husumet öyle, durduk yere oluşmaz
Demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ipnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek, düşüncesi musluğunu
Kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz mutluluk
Klibinde mezdeke yapmıştın, boka batmıştın
Kendine bir tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Video'yu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle
Çektin de çalıştın, birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi niye ve bu curet be?!
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim kızım, gelinim sana
Sami seni arayınca, nerden çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik, biri gibi; iki kişilikli gibi
Tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git
Dili sivri , değildi ki ikilemeden
İyi bi diss'imi benim, hak ettin!
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini, rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim Flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiçte prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt, be pestil oldun
Yürekli oldum da, hep bi korkum var
Rap diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun?
Benim eski, dostum yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın
Rapten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', Oldschool havaları
Kendini beğenmekte, hat safadasın (Hahahaha)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek
Mürekkebim bile, yazar üretmedim diye
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin
Ama tam tersine dönceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin, n'ol'cağını bilirsin
Git bi' kızla takıl, işin sübyan bul
İnternet'ten, Chat'ten, Tingle'dan, Snap'ten
Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun hayırlı olsun
Lau-bali, la-kayt, la, ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin Beta Berk, Bayın'dır oğlu
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin, değiştin!
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen, bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic Mushroom, Koko, Roche, LSD?
Peki artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Panç fena deşti, Kick'se mahvetti
Aşırı bi' tepkim, olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında, çok cefa çektim
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı!
Backvocal'im diye headline yaptım!
Tüm emeklerim benim, tabii boşa çıktı!
Koca kafasına çekip, headshot yaptım!
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı!
Seni uyardım da, uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, Beat'lerini, Clip'lerini ayarladım!
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı (lan!)?
Insaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da noldu(ha)?
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız oğlum!
Bir da'da n'olur, çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla, susmasını bil (şış!)!
Bi' diss attın şimdi, durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını, kusmadığımı bil (bitch)!
Fuck!
Bir beğeninizi alırım
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, 'cause most of you chumps runnin' around here
Ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit
And get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
Cazzo fai oh che sei scemo?
Allora voglio ben sperare che mentre ascolti 'sta roba sei fatto sennò.
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[Verse]
L'Uomo senza bio
Combatto gli psichiatri: Super-io
Disinstallo Matrix, premo "Invio"
La tua tipa si tatua il nome mio
Sono un vero porco come "Seeee!"
Mangio da una ciotola ci sto sotto: botola
Quando rappo godono lei là sotto sbrodola
Scalcio questo mondo che rotola
Scrivo al Mc mangio al Mc epoca monotona
Faccio una canna che ti picchia
Non ti sei rotto la minchia?
La Felicità è di nicchia
Fosse per me ne andrei in Nicaragua
Che qua è una bevuta e non dico mica acqua
Super-flow super-show bastardi vi supero
Non capisci ma guardi: SuperBowl mi fai un super-blow
Nuovo eroe "Super-boh" che ha solo nemici e 2 o 3 super-bro'
Puoi trovare la mia faccia antipatica
La mia voce t'imbocca a casa Arancia Meccanica
Freestyle-Life ogni giorno faccio pratica
Il male si radica emano energia pranica
Spacchi in teoria 'na merda nella pratica
Sbrigo 'sta pratica ti supero come la Pratica
Mi tatuo "Libertà" sulla natica mi faccio
Le "fhh" in barca passa una cartina nautica
Miscela arabica fottuta radical-chic
Nuda sul divano che fuma apatica
Non guardi la tele Rap-fanatica
"Vuoi solo scoparmi?" cazzo sei telepatica!
Il malvagio co-abita il disagio è il mio habitat
Ho in mano un accendino e abbraccio una tanica
Boom! Futuro esplosivo
Mi chiedi se esco? Mi chiedo se esco vivo
Dico cose da stampare in mente
Che ci vuoi fare il mondo sta male mente
La gente è infame non ci puoi fare niente
Oggi non c'ho voglia di fare niente manco fare niente
Rimando non risolvo i problemi ma li rimando
Sai dove vi mando dico: sticazzi dei consensi
Metti "Mi Piace" ma sti cazzi dei "Mi Piace" non pensi?
Vuol dire che fingi se ostenti
Solo con te stesso non menti
Non sto depresso, a momenti
Scemo te che ancora mi senti
Compra il mixtape "se poi te ne penti?"
Porto l'ansia a spasso tipo cane
Come dico male non dico "amen"
Dico: meglio un nemico vero che un falso amico
Un falso amico è il triplo infame
Paranoia Nazionale gioco titolare
La vita è il libro che non so intitolare
Ti entro nelle orecchie tipo auricolare
Mi sento perso ma mi va personalità bipolare
Personal appena sveglio
E sta vita che non va appena meglio
Stress come se piovesse per questo maledetto malessere
Non basterà un centro benessere
Ho una laurea in drammi anche questa passerà
Provo a rilassarmi con questa passera
Qualunque cosa dirai mi rimbalzerà
Scoppio quando faccio il botto uccido tutti kamikaze-Rap
Gioco duro Arsenal sto su due ragazze
Pazze in tacchi e calze te stai su Brazzers fra'
Sto provando a ammazzare il tempo
Ma so che tanto è il tempo che mi ammazzerà
Sticazzi quelli che soffrono stò chiuso come un cofano
Uso qualunque cosa mi offrono
Il più' fuori al microfono "sono io!" Come al citofono
Sei come me se sei nato male
Mi faccio i film, faccio tutto da solo: amatoriale
Rido questo Rap non c'ha senso
Sono tuo fan ma ti uccido: Charles Manson
Affanculo ok? andate lì non so cosa blateri
Sto scarico senza battery batteri devo combatterli
Apertitivo te lo metto in bocca: catering
Siete acari manco vi vedo fine del mondo intanto mi siedo
Credo in me prego un Dio ateo la tua è una guerra persa: Waterloo
Mondo iniquo non premia chi merita
Non premia chi evita di essere ambiguo
Ricerco il vero pensatore assiduo
Vita in debito zero credito residuo
Ho un' orchestra nella corteccia celebrale
Che fa festa scretcha per cerebrare la mia disfatta
La boccia di vodka mi stappa
Ti mando a cagare ti scappa
Congiunzione astrale
Se sei stato settimane mesi anni a impastare
Escluso te il mondo sta male
Io chiuso in me venitemi a stanare
Io sono un mito da sfatare
Cado a pezzi: scuola statale
te sei come me se fumi perso
In rotta di collisione con l'universo
Per rilassarmi ne devo fare tre voglio solo fare rap
Non sai cos'è ma piglia male: Spread
Per questo mondo "The End"
Me la canto me la suono: "The Band"
Fai entrare "E' Jesto!" nei Trend
Babe ci shalliamo fumo come uno sciamano
Non ci conosciamo ma ho già' la tua coscia in mano
Con nonchalance quando mi sveglio me ne vado
Non ho chance quando mi sveglio cado
Questo mondo alla fine è alquanto ingrato
Per contrappasso sto fumando tutto quanto il prato
Tutto 'sto disagio alla fine tanto lo pago
Penso le mie migliori rime quando cago ....وسعت
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son punch
Beta Berk Bayındır
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse]
Oğuz Solmaz, namıdiğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beyni zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çok da
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep ölmezse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine bölgemdeyken bile
Söylen'ce'n kendine "Ölmezsem iyi" diye
Ölsen gitsen de özlenmezsin be!
"Can güvenliğine önlem ver" derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa, en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rap'in memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip, siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim
İsmin Adam olsa bile sana "adam" demem Flowart (Hı!)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm he? (Ha!)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flow'dan
Zaten iki sene evvel varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğul'ca'm, manyak doktorlar (Ah)
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
AMATEM'de yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamış'ın, koçum bak!
Yalan dolan konuşma (Ah), geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki?
"Bizim ekipteki Beta'nın Berk'in back'i" diye bilir piyasa da sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma (Ah), kızgın boğa bile Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var, kafamda sorunlar (Ah)
Husumet öyle durduk yere oluşmaz, demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ibnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek düşüncesi
Musluğunu kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz "Mutluluk" klibinde Mezdeke yapmıştın
Boka batmıştın, kendine bi' tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin, esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Videoyu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle çektin de çalıştın birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi? Niye ve bu cüret be! (Ha?)
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim: "Kızım, gelinim sana"
Sami seni arayınca, ner'den çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik biri gibi, iki kişilikli gibi, tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git! (Ah)
Dili sivri değildi ki, ikilemeden iyi bi diss'imi benim hak ettin
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiç de prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol (Yeah)
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt be, pestil oldun! (Ah)
Yürekli olduğumda hep bi' korkun var
"Rap" diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun benim eski dostum?
Yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın (Ha ha!)
Rap'ten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', old school havaları
Kendini beğenmekte hat safhadasın (Hahahaha!)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek (Piuv!)
Mürekkebim bile yazar üretmedim diye (Pa!)
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin ama tam tersine dön'ceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin (Ah), n'ol'cağını bilirsin (Ah)
Git bi' kızla takıl
İşin sübyan bulup internetten, chat'ten, Tinder'dan, Snap'ten, Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun, hayırlı olsun
Laubali, lakayt, la ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin; Beta Berk Bayındır, oğlum!
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin (A-ah), değiştin
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic mushroom, koko, Roche, ot, LSD?
Peki, artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Punch fena deşti, kick ise mahvetti (Pa, pa, pa, pa!)
Aşırı bi' tepkim olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında çok cefa çektim (Pa!)
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı (Hah)
"Back vocal'im" diye headline yaptım (Yeah)
Tüm emeklerim benim tabii boşa çıktı (A-ha)
Koca kafasına çekip headshot yaptım (Yeah)
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı (Ha!)
Seni uyardım da (Ha?), uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, beat'lerini, kliplerini ayarladım
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı? (Lan!)
İnsaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da n'oldu? (Ha?)
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız, oğlum!
Bir daha da n'olur çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla susmasını bil! (Şşş!)
Bi' diss attın, şimdi durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını kusmadığımı bil
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Fuck!
cause that's like his personal philosophy