Hodri Meydan - Killa Hakan

Bak bu gece yordu bizi çıktığımız tepe

Alevli yollardan geldik su serpe serpe

Eloğlu külotundaki bitch kurtulmuş cephe

Orada burada konuşup laf sokuyor rap’e

Bizler savaşçıyız, yer altından ordu

Bayağı, boş işleriniz kafamızı yordu

Şimdi rahat bırak bizi, yolumuzdan çekil

Git ne yapıyorsan yap, senindir şekil

Şımarıklık yaparsan seni de darlarlar

Birden baskına gelir basar barbarlar

Dikişler patlar, kanar yaralar

Hiç keyfi yok arkadaşın bu aralar

Ben gangstayım evet, ağrıdı başım

Yine de fuck you lan, kırılmaz taşım

Yalan dolanla doldun bardaktan taştın

Bitch kurudu yaştı, kendini aştı

Bazen sıkıntı, nefret, öfkeli hâlin

Sen gene de sorma beni, tamamdır ahvalim

Bizde yere düşersen «Kalk ağlama"derler, derler

Buyur konuş artık, sende haberler

Son olarak patlasın yüzünde punch’ım

Ben fighter’yım, fight ölümüne inancım

Bizdeki tutku ölümüne bitmez

Ve şunu unutma ki Killa ölmeden gitmez

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Old-school dedikleri işte rapin özü

İşte rap’in sözü iki gözü

Çağ atlar çağlar, dumanlı dağlar

Kötü güçler durmuş yolumuza, kör düğüm bağlar

Ne yollar eştik geçtik buradayım

Bi' ayağım içeride bi' ayağım dışarıda turdayım

Kıskançlar ağlar, düşmana ağlar

Team 36 moruk, silahını yağlar

Jack hammers, head spins, windmills, head slides

Baby spins, hand hops danslar

Hodri meydan moruk yarı yarı şanslar

Kanlıdır boot’s, back to the root’s

Biz damgamızı beton sokaklara bastık

Beton sokaklara moruk bayrakları astık

Doğru dürüst olana feda olur canımız

Hak yolunda düşebiliriz, akar kanımız

Killa babacan bastır skills ve de rule

Taktik ve cool, fight school fighters

Bizler sokaktan, ghetto insiders

Silahı çek zoom, end of the room

Klik klik klak, şlik şlak

Fight the enemy out in the dark

Bu tayfa rough ya, Berlin mafya

(36 Fighters) Ghetto insiders

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight kulüp cenkten cenke

Güç, power, yıkılmaz tower

Baba tayfa, aktif fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Look, the hill we climbed tired us tonight

We came from the flaming roads, the water sprinkled

The bitch in Eloğlu panties escaped front

Talking here and there, he's making rap

We are warriors, army from underground

Your vain works have exhausted our minds.

Now leave us alone, get out of our way

Go do whatever you do, the shape is yours

If you are spoiled, they will hurt you too

Suddenly the barbarians come to raid

Stitches burst, bleed wounds

You're not in a good mood these days, your friend.

I'm gangsta yeah, I got a headache

Still, fuck you man, my unbreakable stone

You're full of lies, you overflowed the glass

Bitch dried up, got over himself

Sometimes your boredom, your hatred, your anger

You still don't ask me, it's okay my dear

If you fall to the ground with us, they say, "Get up, don't cry"

Here you go, talk now, you got the news

Finally pop my punch in your face

I'm the fighter, I believe in fight death

Our passion does not end to death

And don't forget that Killa doesn't leave until she dies.

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

What they call old-school is the essence of rap

Here is the word of rap, two eyes

Ages go, ages, smoky mountains

Evil forces stop our way, tie a blind knot

What roads did we cross, I'm here

One foot in and one foot out I'm on tour

The envious cry, the enemy cry

Team 36 geezer, grease your gun

Jack hammers, head spins, windmills, head slides

Baby spins, hand hops dances

Hodri challenge old man half half luck

It's bloody boot's, back to the root's

We put our stamp on concrete streets

We hung old-fashioned flags on concrete streets

Our lives are sacrificed for the righteous

We may fall in the path of righteousness, our blood flows

Killa paternalistic suppress skills and de rule

Tactics and cool, fight school fighters

We from the street, ghetto insiders

Pull the gun zoom, end of the room

click click click click click click

Fight the enemy out in the dark

This crew rough, Berlin mafia

(36 Fighters) Ghetto insiders

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime

Fight club war to war

power, power, indestructible tower

Baba crew, active fighter

Hunting time, Berlin crime