Merhamet - Hidra

Çek elini bebe yine faka bastın bak anca duvara punch atar hasmım

Yok sana kastım, stil aragazlık, rap piyasasına yeni bi para bastım.

Hiphop ateşi de bensiz yanamazdı, paran olmasa bi sikime yaramazdın lan

Sanma ki bunu yine sana yazdım, bu müzik bana şölen ama sana yastır!

Şimdi o sesini bi kes lan, beyin hücrelerimde Nicola Tesla

Yazcam diye boşa sarmıyom esrar, kafa boş ama yine benim adım masta.

Lolita değil sizi Kezbanlar dinler ama bizi Vinnie Paz lan

Bu ritimi kes lan, vur elini 'best one' şarkı değil bebe bu yeni bi destan!

Stabile oldu bu sakinleş ya da bunu dinle sonra katilleş

Sana tatil beş gün beş gece Hidra’nın playlistinde var Dilkeş.

Beni görünce diyor bebe 'tam bir keş' hadi siktir o pipi boyu santim beş

Gece vampir deş, ele kandil, leş hadi hiphop için uyan ve kalk birleş!

Beni görsen o arenada 'boğa' derdin, çok Matador harcadım doğal halim

Peki bu mu derdin?

Ben gene geldim, ergene rap dersini yere serdim.

Çok üzgünüm başınıza bu da geldi, bana dil uzatan o kaşara kuma geldin

Sen sanalda bana ana bacı sövüyorken bana kupa veriyordu Fuat Ergin!

Çok attım sana çalım, gidin ve haraç alın, bi eziği bulun hadi ondan para çalın

Benim için üstad;

Defkhan, Mekanize, Joker & Allame ve Saian & Karaçalı.

Bu nasıl bir amaç?

Adı hiphop.

Araç alıp ara gazı verin hadi, atcan bana çamur

Aptal, savaş alanı burası yanaşanı yok ediyorum hem de benimle savaşanı!

Birçoğunun hayali headline ve çoğu da kendini sanıyo bi TechN9ne

Kariyerine bedel yaptığım tek rhyme, rap fight ama sana kalmadı pek pay.

Amaçları sadece reklam, sonucu nakavt bana yeterli tek round

Ben yine sahnede onlar background, yüksek kalite ve parlak bir ekran (Hiphop!)

Yaptığım bu flowu akıl almaz, beni görünce deli gibi sakınanlar gibi mal

Dibi var hadi takıl aptal, içi boş beyin aynı bi rakı bardağı.

Var her gece kulüpte takılanlar gibi küfür edip edebini takınanlar

Yok fayda kaderden yakınandan, tabi suratına kapanan kapılar var.

Vardım firarda, kalktım bir anda baktım, kim anlar aklın ziyansa

Hakkım bi yanda, tatlım Rihanna sattın rüyanda, battın riyanla.

Kansız diyarda yansın, bi anlam alsın, bi anda kalsın

Tiraj da yapsın, virajdan atsın, bi baştan alsın, hiphop da yazsın kitapta!

Bu yalana aldancan, bana bulaşma git evine sar ganja

Sen gül tabi doluysa tabancan, rap merhamet adımsa Jean Valjean.

Ama yine de bu kalemde kan kalcak, dinlemeden ötmek çok aptalca

Bak puncha;

'Bi punchıma kaç parçan denk?

İt gibi kapımda aç kalcan bitch!

Take your hand off the baby again, but look, he'll punch the wall, my enemy

No, I mean you, I just minted a new coin in the rap market.

The hip-hop fire couldn't burn without me, you wouldn't be a use to me if you didn't have money.

Don't think that I wrote this for you again, this music is a feast for me, but for you!

Now shut up that noise, Nicola Tesla in my brain cells

I'm not wasting it just because I'm going to write it, my head is empty, but my name is masta.

Kezban listens to you, not Lolita, but make us Vinnie Paz

Cut this rhythm, hit your hand, it's not a 'best one' song, baby, this is a new epic!

It's stabilized, calm down or listen to this, then get murdered

You have a holiday for five days and nights, Dilkeş, on Hidra's playlist.

When he sees me he says baby 'he's a total junkie' come on, fuck him, he's five inches long

Vampire horse at night, candle in hand, carrion, wake up for hip-hop and get up and unite!

If you saw me, you would say 'bull' in that arena, I spent a lot of Matador, my natural state

So is this what you mean?

I came again, I knocked out the rap lesson for the teenager.

I'm very sorry that this happened to you too, you came to the sand that cursed me.

Fuat Ergin was giving me a trophy while you were practically cursing my mother and sister!

I threw a lot of money at you, go and get extortion, find a loser, let's steal money from him

Master for me;

Defkhan, Mechanized, Joker & Allama and Saian & Karaçalı.

What kind of purpose is this?

It's called hip-hop.

Get a car and give me the gas come on, throw me mud

Stupid, this is the battlefield, I'm destroying the one who approaches and also the one who fights with me!

It's the imaginary headline of many, and many of them think of themselves as TechN9ne

Rap fight is the only rhyme I've paid for your career, but you don't have much of a share.

Their aim is just publicity, the result is enough to knock me out one round

I'm on the stage again, they're on the background, high quality and bright screen (Hiphop!

This flow that I have made is unbelievable, like those who are madly afraid when they see me.

It has a bottom, come on, fool, empty brain, same raki glass.

There are those who swear and wear their manners like those who hang out at the club every night

No benefit to those who complain about fate, of course there are doors closing in your face.

I was on the run, I got up and looked at it, who would understand if your mind was hurt

On the one hand, honey Rihanna, you sold it in your dream, you sank with riyan.

Let it burn in a bloodless land, let it make sense, let it stay in a moment

Let him make a circulation, throw it out of the corner, take it from the beginning, let him write hip-hop in the book!

You're deceived by this lie, don't mess with me, go home sar ganja

If you laugh, if your gun is loaded, if rap is mercy, Jean Valjean.

But still there will be blood in this pen, it is very stupid to sing without listening

Look puncha;

'How many pieces of you are equivalent to one punch?

Bitch starving at my door like a puss!