Makyaj - No.1

I’ve seen a monkey evolve into a man

I’ve seen a man devolve into a monkey

I’ve seen a junkie redeem himself with help

I’ve seen a wealthy man melt into the snow and blow his credit on a decongestant

Gözünüzü boyamışlar hepsi makyaj

Gençlerin hali bu iç dumanla

Yakışanı sana sorar kendi bilemez

Arkasının arkasındayım kendi gelemez

Rest in peace prof, üfle boruları

Kanka zehri bastı paslı damarına

Sevdiğimin silüeti var, göz pınarıma yansır

What’s going on homie bastır

Rest in peace, ofla söndü lamba

Erken yaşta ve çok zamansız

Ölüm gibi kanlı her satır bu

Kaçıncı dünya savaşı bilemedim

Kötü haber bülteninde karşınızda hani

Gece gündüz iç senin koymazlar haberini

Amerikan özentisi sen ve ben ve biz

Mada faka yerine olmuyor d' mi piç

Beyaz bi sayfa mutluluk adına

Ve de barış için ah izin yok

Politika sizin içimizi kirletin

Kim kepaze?

Yetiştirilen onca canlı cenaze

Size var müsaade, hadi siktir olun

Savaşa gittim alo, koptu kolum

Yandı solum, gözüm korkuyu gördü

Elimde alkol, yalancı güneşle gecenin bitimi

Soyunmak sanat, Hip-hop ölüm ritimleri

Street meloodez intihar çeşidi

Kahrolası bakış açım quantum fiziği

Yaptığım bütün trackler 2Pac anısına

(2Pac anısına, 2Pac anısına, 2Pac anısına)

Ülken için savaş, beton için savaş

Ölmek için savaş, gülmek için yalan

Doğru için savaş, daha fazla uyumak ve para için savaş

Yara için bandaj, benim içim siyah!

Beyaz için savaş!

Benim babam senin bütün ailen ayyaş!

Ceset için bagaj, yaşam için savaş

Düşmek için güven, kalkmak için yavaş

Yeah yeah lan 2007!

Ma fuckers, aight

Altkat Records

258 Noise

Canlı yayında da dediğim gibi sana göre bu şarkı fazla içten dostum

Denizli şehri, ben No.

1

Bakın şu diplomalı kolej mezunu zavallıları düşünüyorum da sanat deyip bir halt

yazamıyorlar, sanatı abartıp duruyorlar ama hiç ve hiç yazı bilmeyen bir tip

hücresinde oturuyor ve bir çok satan yazıyor ve daha bitmedi bir tane daha

yazıyor yazım kurallarında da berbatım.

Yani kara cahilin tekiyim benden nefret

ediyorlar değil mi?

I’ve seen a man devolve into a monkey

I’ve seen a monkey evolve into a man

I’ve seen it all, upside down, in-between, inside out

It’s neither here nor there, hoofprints in the sand

I’ve fallen head first into the pit of my stomach

Taught to trust my gut, got no trust in the gutless

Save some hope for the hopeless, but I won’t show it

Shoot my load in an opus, now it’s an open casket

Going to Hades in a hand basket

Holding onto a dream, but lately we can’t grasp it

There’s been too much murder and not enough martyr

Why is it no one else wants to impress Jodie Foster?

We’re at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

I’m at the fire

We’re at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

I’m at the fire

We’re at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

You can’t have revolution without evolution, huh?

You can’t have evolution without velution, huh?

You can’t have velution without elution, huh?

I've seen a monkey evolve into a man

I've seen a man devolve into a monkey

I've seen a junkie redeem himself with help

I've seen a wealthy man melt into the snow and blow his credit on a decongestant

They painted your eyes, they all make up

The state of young people with this inner smoke

He asks what suits you, he can't know himself

I'm behind his back he can't come by himself

Rest in peace prof, blow pipes

Bro poison pressed into his rusty vein

There is the silhouette of the one I love, it is reflected in my eyes

What's going on

Rest in peace, the lamp went out

Early and very untimely

This is every line bloody like death

I don't know which world war

You know in the bad news bulletin?

Drink it day and night, they won't let you know

wannabe american you and me and we

However, it doesn't work, d'?

A white page for happiness

And oh no permission for peace

Politics make us dirty inside of you

Who is scumbag?

So many live burials raised

You've got permission, come on, fuck off

I went to war hello, my arm is broken

My left burned, my eyes saw fear

End of the night with alcohol in my hand, lying sun

Undress art, Hip-hop death beats

Street meloodez suicide variant

My goddamn point of view quantum physics

All the tracks I made are in memory of 2Pac

(2Pac tribute, 2Pac tribute, 2Pac tribute)

Fight for your country, fight for concrete

Fight to die, lie to laugh

Fight for truth, sleep more and fight for money

Bandage for the wound, my inside is black!

Fight for white!

My father, your whole family is drunk!

Luggage for corpse, fight for life

Confidence to fall, slow to get up

Yeah yeah lol 2007!

Ma fuckers, aight

Subfloor Records

258 Noise

As I said in the live broadcast, this song is too sincere for you, my friend.

Denizli city, I No.

one

Look, I'm thinking of those poor college graduates with diplomas, and I say art and shit

they can't write, they keep exaggerating art, but a type that can't write at all

sitting in his cell and writing a bestseller and it's not finished yet another one

it writes, I'm screwed in the spelling rules as well.

So I'm a black ignorant hate me

they do, don't they?

I've seen a man devolve into a monkey

I've seen a monkey evolve into a man

I've seen it all, upside down, in-between, inside out

It's neither here nor there, hoofprints in the sand

I've fallen head first into the pit of my stomach

Taught to trust my gut, got no trust in the gutless

Save some hope for the hopeless, but I won't show it

Shoot my load in an opus, now it's an open casket

Going to Hades in a hand basket

Holding onto a dream, but lately we can't grasp it

There's been too much murder and not enough martyr

Why is it no one else wants to impress Jodie Foster?

We're at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

I'm at the fire

We're at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

I'm at the fire

We're at the fire

Where are you?

Where are you?

You can't have revolution without evolution, huh?

You can't have evolution without velution, huh?

You can't have velution without elution, huh?