30 Düğüm - Tankurt Manas
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30 Düğüm - Tankurt Manas

Год
2021
Язык
`Turkish`
Длительность
186830

Below is the lyrics of the song 30 Düğüm , artist - Tankurt Manas with translation

Lyrics " 30 Düğüm "

Original text with translation

30 Düğüm

Tankurt Manas

Оригинальный текст

Olgun atak kontra bu top ağlarda son durak

Şarkılarının teması neden?

Sadece bir 10 gr

İstanbul Eskişehir vizit ordan Londra

Tüyler saygı duruşuna kalkar sanki bu bir dombura

Beatle kopun it iyice kudurur

Yiyecek odunu kitle poponu

Featte topunu topada tutaram

Fitne sokun hep ringe oturun

Ölüm marşı dilde 1 tank gider

Yedin taraf bitap taramalı vaaarrrrrrr!

Saklan nigga

Hiphop diyosun alırım bi dal

Yenmek adına totem bilsin

Burjuvazi modern pislik

Benim forvet stoper gizli

Son el bildir oran misli

Kafiye son model dizdim

Telif yoktu noter bizdik

Kestim elindeki kartları

Desteye bir Joker girsin

Burası değil Go-Kart pisti

Battle’ım vücuda dizanteri

Kara mizah bu mizansenim

Tez al haberi diss at seri

Bütün tayfacıklar toplansa

Kılım etmez 1 santimi

Hükümü verdi Kaz Askeri

Yıkılırsın Bizans gibi

Elimde bak rand yıkıl bugün Mic

Düştün be çaptan oyun değil harp

Şakakta patlar bütün mühimmat

Metanetimde kalmaz 30 düğüm at (ceeeeyyyy)

Yeni stilim Jet Lee piç

Flex değil bu kez direkman

Eski okuldan yeni okula Hip-Hop devir teslim

Pardon sözünü kestim çünkü karayel esti

Bu maç geçti kaleye Fevzi

Barcelona’da Lionel Messi

HipHopJobz’ta biyonik MC benim

Önümde eğil umrumda değil

Yerinde keyif elimde teyip

Herifte fame battle ve beyin

Seninki zeytin çekirdeği

Sen bokta uçan sinek ben raid

Ben sokağım sen Face

Ben zaferim sen pes lan

Ben diriyim sen leş

Bak geldiğim yer gerçek

Ben hep bendim aynıyım

Ama haddini bilecek herkes

Kenetlendim rhyme’lara

Tutundum kalktım yerden artık

İşim yok arkamdan havlayan bu köpeklerle

Tiyatrom tek perde baktım fiyasko her yerde

Sahne bitti alnım terli fakat para deva derde

Rapim karate yapar senle

Gidip kanepene yat bence

Talebe kafiyeleri getir

Kalem kara kuşak sensei

Elimde bak rand yıkıl bugün Mic

Düştün be çaptan oyun değil harp

Şakakta patlar bütün mühimmat

Metanetimde kalmaz 30 düğüm at (ceeeeyyyy)

Перевод песни

Mature attack contra this ball is the last stop in the nets

Why is the theme of your songs?

Just a 10g

Istanbul Eskisehir visit from there to London

Feathers stand in homage as if this is a dombura

Break the beatle it gets mad

food wood mass butt

I can keep the ball on the beat

Get fitna always sit in the ring

death march language goes 1 tank

The seven sides are exhausted and scanned vaaarrrrrrr!

hide nigga

I'll take a branch from your hip-hop diocese

Let him know the totem in order to defeat

Bourgeois modern scum

My striker is hidden

Last hand report rate times

I stringed up the rhyme latest pattern

There was no copyright, we were the notary

I cut the cards in your hand

Let a Joker enter the deck

This is not the Go-Kart track

My battle is dysentery to the body

Black humor this is my mise en scene

Buy the thesis news diss at serial

If all the crews gathered

Does not bend 1 centimeter

Gave the verdict Goose Soldier

You will collapse like Byzantium

Look in my hand, rand down today Mic

You fell, war is not a game

All the ammunition explodes at the temple

Tie 30 knots (ceeeeyyyy)

My new style Jet Lee bastard

This time it's not Flex, it's direct

Hip-Hop handover from old school to new school

I'm sorry, I interrupted you because the black wind blew

This match passed to the goal Fevzi

Lionel Messi at Barcelona

I'm bionic MC at HipHopJobz

I don't care if you bend over me

Instead of pleasure, tape in my hand

Herifte fame battle and brain

your olive pit

You fly fly in shit I raid

I'm street you Face

I'm victory, you give up

I'm alive, you're carrion

Look where I come from is real

I'm always me I'm the same

But anyone who knows their place

I'm tied to the rhymes

I got up from the ground now

I have no business with these dogs barking behind my back

My theater is one curtain, I looked fiasco everywhere

The scene is over, my forehead is sweaty but money is the cure

My rap does karate with you

I think you should go and lie on your couch.

Bring the rhymes to the request

pen black belt sensei

Look in my hand, rand down today Mic

You fell, war is not a game

All the ammunition explodes at the temple

Tie 30 knots (ceeeeyyyy)

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