Sabah Fabrikam - Sagopa Kajmer

İfadeler, sözlerden daha seslidir

Ve Sago sessizlerin sesidir

Ilık nefesiyle kuzey tayfunu, hoyrat ama zararsız esintidir

İzahati çok, resimleri yırtık soluk, sert kesittir

Böyle işte yüzüne karşı sözüm seslidir

Ve dikkat et kemiksiz dil koynunundaki soğuk yılandır, beslidir,

Yediğin kardeş eti islidir

Onların konuştukları, yenilmez-yutulmaz cinstedir

Neyse salla onları bende bol salıncak var, hepsi asılı iptedir

Hip-hop benim, Yunus, yüzen balık diptedir

Uçan halım düşer yere, düşüm düşmezlerdedir

Düşün, iyi bir taşın, düşmemek elindedir

Sabah fabrikamda, akşamlarım işçidir

Camı kırık penceremde, selam seslidir

Maneviyat tek eksiktir, eksikliği maneviden olana

Şeytan hep kesiktir, bu ne büyük eksikliktir?

Sabah fabrikamdan sabah al, güneşlidir

Gökkuşağı dostum benim ve her bir rengi benimledir

Benden olan seninledir, kalbin en emin ellerdedir

35'e doğru Sago tam demindedir

'cause I wrote my rhymes

It’s yours

Wicked

Fresh

Like this

Candle light after the

It’s where you goin'

Burası sabah fabrikam, iki-sıfır-bir-üç rakam

Eşşekler anırırken, nihavendten alır makam

Sago’ya nam, buruk sevinç, biraz gam

Yazılı kâğıt dolu masam, olmaz yazan olmasam

Küçülmemek için büyük konuşmam

Peki neden büyük görünmek için yalan konuşman?

Anlamam!

Dersem sözümü yalanlamam

Akrepten civcivlik taslamam, sırtı çıraya yaslamam

Sabah fabrikamda sükûnetten ortam

Ellerimde mürekkep izi, plak dolu çantam

«Çalış oğlum!»

der ustam, dedim «Meraklanma, demim tam, mesayimde ciddiyetim

tam, tastamam!»

Gülmek iyi de, fazla gülüp kalbi karartmam

Senin yerinde ben olsam, kahkahalarımı abartmam

Aktaracaklarımı puf kek gibi kabartmam

Tavşan kanı rengim, emin ol ki demim tam

'cause I wrote my rhymes

It’s yours

Wicked

Fresh

Like this

Candle light after the

It’s where you goin'

Rap Genius Türkiye

Phrases are louder than words

And Sago is the voice of the silent

The northern typhoon with its warm breath is a rough but harmless breeze

It has a lot of explanation, the pictures are torn, pale, hard section

That's how my word to your face is loud

And be careful, a boneless tongue is a cold snake in its bosom, it is fed,

The brother meat you eat is sooty

What they talk about is invincible

Anyway rock 'em I got plenty of swings, it's all on the hanging rope

Hip-hop is mine, dolphin, swimming fish at the bottom

My flying carpet falls to the ground, my dream is for those who do not fall

Think, a good stone is in your hand not to fall

Morning is my factory, my evenings are workers

In my broken window, hello is loud

Spirituality is the only thing missing, from the spiritual

The devil is always cut, what is this great shortcoming?

Get morning from my factory in the morning, it's sunny

Rainbow is my friend and every color is with me

What is with me is with you, your heart is in the safest hands

Towards 35 Sago is in full brew

'cause I wrote my rhymes

it's yours

Wicked

fresh

like this

Candle light after the

It's where you goin'

This is my factory in the morning, two-zero-one-three digits

While donkeys bray, nihavendten maqam

Sago'ya notoriety, bitter joy, a little sadness

My desk full of written paper, it wouldn't happen if I wasn't the one

I don't talk big so I don't get smaller

So why lie to look big?

I don't understand!

I won't deny my promise if I say

I don't chick from scorpion, I don't lean on kindling

In the morning the calm environment in my factory

Ink on my hands, my bag full of records

"Work, son!"

says my master, I said, "Don't worry, I'm just right, I'm serious in my shift

right, right!”

It's good to laugh, but I don't laugh too much and blacken the heart

I wouldn't exaggerate my laughter if I were you

I don't fluff what I will transfer like a puff cake

I'm the color of rabbit blood, be sure I'm just right

'cause I wrote my rhymes

it's yours

Wicked

fresh

like this

Candle light after the

It's where you goin'

Rap Genius Turkey