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Listen കഴിഞ്ഞു പോയ കാലം - Kazhinju poya kalam


Lyrics

Moje Prawdy (IRA)

Jak mam dac cos czego nie ma sam
jak ma ci dac to wyjaw mi
spojrz tu zdejmij te szkla
nie ludz sie ze cud aniola znasz

pozwol mi soba byc
nie potrafie dluzej twoja wizja zyc
oddaj mi moje sny
moje prawdy moje mysli oddaj mi
tylko to

nie kaz mi byc jakims menem z tv
grac wciaz zmieniac twarz i styl
chocbym nawet nie wiem jak chcial
zawsze bede tym kim chcialem byc

pozwol mi

Ostatnia Piosenka O Milosci (Featuring Tilt) (Bucks Fizz)

Czuje, ze kochasz mnie
mysli placza sie, ale twoje serce wie.

Najcudowniejsza, czy ty wiesz, ze ja
dla ciebie sie budze kazdego dnia
co noc przytulam sie do ciebie, a ty,
ciebie tu nie ma i ciezkie lzy kapia
choc ich nie chce nikt
i znow samotny powraca swiat
ciagle modle sie o ciebie.

Ufam, ze racje masz,
musimy sobie dac czas.
Choc tak trudno i tak boli
i czas plynie tak powoli (x2)

przekonam caly swiat, ze jestem ciebie wart.
Wiem, co musze zrobic, by rozgonic ten czar zly.

Kiedy ta burza uspokoi sie
znow bedziemy razem, ja to wiem.
Wszystkiego sie wyrzekne, tylko nie kaz mi
wyrzec sie ciebie do kresu mych dni.
Ukochana, czy ty wiesz, ze ja
dla ciebie sie budze kazdego dnia.
W twoje dlonie skladam zycie swe.
Kocham cie, kocham cie, kocham cie
kocham cie, kocham cie, kocham cie
kocham cie, kocham cie, kocham cie
kocham cie, kocham cie, kocham cie
kocham cie, kocham cie, kocham cie

ufam, ze racje masz,
musimy sobie dac czas.
Choc tak trudno i tak boli
i czas plynie tak powoli (x2)

czuje, ze ty kochasz mnie
mysli placza sie, ale twoje serce wie.

**y Song (With **y Female Moaning) (Rocky Burnette)

DreamEgo Records


Intro:

it's a **y **y song baby
summer time
u know why i like it...

it's Cihan Ozdemir,B*tch!

Chorus X2

Sen bi **y Par�§a AH
Bu bi **y Par�§a AH
Durma salla kal�§a AH
ritmi diil salsa AH
kaldir beni de dansa AH
kalbin 40 derece ateÃ??le yansa
bu gece burayi durma haydi (Woman Moaning) salla


Verse 1

Her masalda prensesimsin
en derinden etkilensin
yer ve zemin parti baÃ??lar
ad�±m yans�±r duvara arkada�?lar
yanlarimda keyfim zaten 10 numara bardak bo�?sa doldur geride durma gel yan�±ma
kafa da bi dunya
kapali gi�?e bu r�¼ya
adim cihan yanar d�¶nerdir her lazerde g�¶ky�¼z�¼nde ismim ar�?a kaz�±n�±r
istisnai bir durumda bi sonraki haftasonuna b�±rak�±l�±r
her clubta ritmim var her diskoda forsum
dostum ayak uydur kaptir kendine ritme varsin olsun
ve dans et engele takilma dikkat et hayat m�¼�?terek
ve beklemekle gelmez bebek biraz gidip tak�±lman gerek.




Chorus X2

Sen bi **y Par�§a AH
Bu bi **y Par�§a AH
Durma salla kal�§a AH
ritmi diil salsa AH
kaldir beni de dansa AH
kalbin 40 derece ateÃ??le yansa
bu gece burayi durma haydi (Woman Moaning) salla


Hook x2

Bana daha ne kadar ac�± �§ektirebilirsin hadi g�¶ster
Sana daha ne kadar anlatmam gerekir bilmem bilemem ben
Sabaha kadar calsa parcam buralar bana hep dar.
Senin kahrini ceken de suc git ara bul istedigini yar.


English Verse:

My Music is lyrical just like a miracle
u just listen it but i'm not american
yeah bitch i'm famous but i don't care if my life is going to live in jails,
i deserved it,you asked how? i always said that i'm ready to bang like blow
i have some cash when u saw them u just like wow
when i'm in the studio i record my life
when i'm on the stage i sing it and you bounce
you guess that is first attack but i'm living in underground for years.
in the beginning i made rap for some beers but nowadays i make it for billion dollars
yeah i'm stanky rich bitch,cuz i deserved rap to make me rich

(Final Chorus & Outro)

it's **y **y song mama
you're **y **y whore haha
i'm ready to go to dance floor
do u wanna come with me?
ok let's go to make it real SHAWTY!

Bia Bia (Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz)

[Big Kap]
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris
nigga), $hort Dogg
(Ay tell them niggaz what's up though)
If you scared, get the f**k out the club nigga

[Hook]
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up)
Why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up)
Why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
REPEAT

[Verse 1]
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherf**ka where you from (Where you from)
Well where you from nigga (Where you from)
Where you from nigga (Where you from)
God dammit motherf**ka where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say f**k that clique - say f**k that clique
Represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say f**k that clique - say f**k that clique
Well you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared (You scared)

Hook

[Chyna Whyte]
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm lookin' 40
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz
Over a hot Benigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood thang

All my thugs let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya**clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look cause I don't give a f**k nigga I'm livin' or die
Who on this track f**kin' with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelin's inside
Motherf**ka

Hook

[Ludacris]
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the bows
I rock the shows
Pop, lock, and knock yo nose
You Bia Bia, I grab my .44 and mob the flo'
I mop and glow
The Feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain
Cock back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got raaasty
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo**ain't blaze

Hook

[Too $hort]
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherf**kaz right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz will run up in yo**like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, that's what the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin**e cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real life
You just a
Bia Bia

Zimy Czas (Anita Lipnicka)

W moim domu zimy czas
zewszad wieje zimny wiatr
platki kwiatow pokryl lod
to co zylo zmrozil mroz

W mej sypialni pada snieg
slysze jego niemy szept
zimny ksiezyc woknie lsni
w zimnym lozku zimne snia sie sny...

Ukryc sie nie mam gdzie
chlod po kosc przenika mnie
martwe palce moich rak
na mych ustach srebrny szron

Odkad zegar przestal bic
ja przestalam liczyc dni
czekac juz nie mam sil
czekac juz nie mam sil...

Ref: Gdziekolwiek jestes
uslysz wolanie me
kimkolwiek jestes
niech wszystkie drogi
do mnie prowadza Cie
kimkolwiek jestes
ogrzej mnie...

Przybadz juz kochanku moj
w cieplych slowach do mnie mow
w cieplozoltym swietle dnia
zdejmij ze mnie zimy czar

Bursztynowe oczy miej
w oczach Twych zakwitnac chce
Przybadz juz kochanku moj
Przybadz juz kochanku moj...

Ref: Gdziekolwiek jestes...etc. 2 x
... i nie kaz dluzej mi czekac
i nie kaz dluzej mi czekac...

Ljubio Sam Snasu Na Salasu (Peter Brown)

E, bas sam onomad razmislj'o od cega pravidu tambure, pa sam
pit'o i, i Mitu, i Proku, i onog Mileta Devica, birtasa, zna li
kogod, pa niko nije znao da mi kaze. A onda mislim, na posletku,
nije to bas tako zdravo ni vazno. Jer, evo, i ova moja tambura, i
stara i bog zna kakva, i zvoni i zveci, a opet svira. Pa cu probati
sada na njoj da vam odsviram, pa mog'o bih kas'ti da ispripovedam
sta mi se jedared desilo kad sam isao u Idjos na vasar, a jos
sam deran bio.

Krenem ti ja jedared u Idjos, bio tamo neki vasar. Sad, jel'
vasar, jel' sajam, bas ne mogu tacno da se setim. Al' sta bilo da
bilo, baba mi je dao nesto novaca, sta sam ja onda mogao imati,
jedno osamnaest, devetnaest godina, uveliko sam se momcio vec po
sokacima, pa mi je baba rekao: "Na sine para, idi u Idjos i kupi
kakvog lepog konja. Ne marim kakvog, sad, jel' zdrepca, jel'
pastuva, jel' ajgira, samo kobile nemoj!" E bas tako mi je rekao.
Baba nikad nije mlogo bas voleo kobile. Sad sam ga i ja razum'o,
otkad sam odrastao.
I tako sam krenuo, pa sam hteo nekom precicom, preko polja. Nisam
se setio onog sto kazu: preko prece - naokolo blize. Ono bilo
letno doba, sto bi kaz'li Englezi, Summer time, when the living
is easy, tu negde preobrazenije, moz' biti tako, devetnaesti,
dvadeseti avgust mesec. Sunce odskocilo, podne, a od tog druma ni
traga ni glasa. Kanda da sam zalutao. Bogami, kanda da sam
zalutao. A gladan i zedan i umoran. Jos mi je mati kazla: "Ponesi
stagod za jelo". "Ta", reko, "mani mati, naopako, sta cu nosit,
tu za dva sata, casom cu ja". Al', vraga, bas mi je falilo.

I vidim, neki salas se beli u senci oraja. Sad, jesu l' bili
kokosovi oraji ili kakvi drugi, to ne mogu da se setim, al',
reko', 'ajd da svratim, sad sto, sta me kosta? Valjda ce mi dati
parce 'leba i masti i malo aleve paprike odgore, pa ondak casu
vode, a nad'o sam se i kakav tanak spricer, sto Madjari kazu
"Hozsu lepes", a to na madjarskom znaci "dugacak korak".

I kad sam dosao na taj salas, prvo sto sam video, na astalu
cipovka 'leba bela, vidilo se da je frisak, onako, res malko. A
po avliji svuda trcidu pilici, brojleri oni sto se zovu. Lepo i
dan - danas vidim kako onako po avliji se muvaju levo - desno.
Odskrinita vrata od pusnice. A tu... E, divota jedna! Odma'
ogladnim kad se toga setim. sunke, slanine, a znas koje slanine?
One 'nako sto ima red slanine pa red sunke, pa red slanine pa red
sunke, pa tako jedno pet - sest puta, ti redovi. Pa ondak, ondak
dzigernjace, pa svargle, pa krvavice... A dole jedno plekano bure
puno cvaraka i drozdina. sto bi kaz'li Japanci, ikebana, prava
ikebana. Nista mene to nije, sto bi kazl'o, onako, taklo, iako sam
bio gladan k'o vrag. E, vec neka plava snasa sto se muvala levo -
desno po avliji i 'ranila vec pomenute, one - pilice...

Da sam tada im'o kucu i njivu,
pet - sest svinja i bar jednu kravu,
i avliju, u njoj jabuku il' sljivu
uz'o bih tu snasu plavu.

Pitam: "Jel', di su ti baba i mati?"
Ona rece mi ovako:
"Baba do utorka nece da se vrati,
a s materom cemo lako!"

Pa, da te ne sla`em, za jedno frtalj sata, u vr' glave...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
kako ima brkatog muza.

Tek tad videh iza plasta sena
s nekim vilama muza njena.
On mi rece: "Jel' ti, vandrokasu,
puscaj o'ma moju snasu!"

A pre toga, sad, jel' sekundu, jel' dve, ne znam...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
kako ima brkatog muza.

Kad vec ja nisam prevrn'o, bud'te bar vi sad tako pametni pa
prevrn'te plocu, jer sa druge strane ima jos, sta je posle bilo.

Od tog doba u vasioni su se odigrale mloge neverovatne pojave.
Eto, bas onomad sam citao, ta Kohoteklova kometla, i sve te zvezde
sas repom, pa ondak onaj Bermudski troug'o 'di na cudan nacin
nestajadu silni avioni i brodovi. Tol'ko brodova nestalo tamo da
se ja vec malko brinem i za Slavonski Brod da mu se sta ne desi.
Pa ondak Rusi u kosmosu, pa, ne znam, Amerikanci u kosmosu, pa
Kinezi u kosmosu, pa Bogicevic u Ko... Pa svi u kosmosu. cudo
jedno!

A to sam sve kaz'o samo da bi malko ilustrovao, ovako, ta mistika
i to, sta se sve desava, jer ja sta god sam zamislj'o, sta god
sam sanjao, to sve mi se ostvarilo. Sve mi se bas ostvarilo. Eto,
onomad mi bas umro tetak, iz Gospodjinaca, i ostavio mi dvanaest
jutara zemlje, ritske, znas kakve? Kazu navodnjavaj, ne znam,
djubri, prskaj, ovo, ono, 'ibridi... Ma kakvi, znas kakva je ovo
zemlja? Tu kad bi dugmad posej'o opet bi nesto niklo. Ja ti kazem
- tu bi mog'o sejati i kikiriki, i articokle, ondak ono, ono drvo
sto crnci pravidu lebac od njega. I, cudo jedno, pa sve bi tu
izraslo. Takva zemlja.

A u selu - dve kuce. Jedna bas na glavnom sokaku. Da ti ne
kazem ni kako se zove sokak, ni koji je broj od kuce, al' kad
dodjes, odma' ces videti. Odma', odma' se to vidi. Eej, sest
pendzera sas ulice, od toga cetiri kibicfensteri, pa onako, kad
metnem muskatle, a zimi kad nema nikakvog drugog cveca, ondak one
zimske ruze, sitne, one zute, sto lepo onako mirisu, pa divota da
ljudi prolaze pa sve gledaju pa govore: "Ju sto je lepo, ju sto
je divno!", i jos svasta govore. Kako i ne bi. Druga kuca mi tu,
celo crkve, isto na lakat, isto je lepa i puna k'o oko, samo sto
je sa slamenim krovom. Al' ne mari, tu mi sad baba zivi i mati.

A salas, e, pitas kol'ki mi je. Ne bih ti mog'o kaz'ti kol'ki je.
I ja sam voleo da znam pa sam onomad zvao geometra, cak iz
Segedina da izmeri al' nije mogao siroma', na polak se onesvestio.
Eto. Ne moze to odjedared. Al' evo, da uzmes konja ujutru, al'
dobrog konja, pa uzjases pa jases, i, jases i jases, do uvece,
znas, i uvece i tebi i konju dosta, i mislite, "Gdi smo i krenuli
da jasemo?" - a jos ste na mom salasu. Eto, tol'ki je.

U stali - sest konja. cetir' ova, sto ih prezem, sad, jel' u
taljige jel' kad orem, ili tako stagodj. A dva bela, ona paradosa,
samo kad je, kad su neki svecari, jel' u zimu, tu tako oko Svetog
Jovana, kad ih upregnem u saonice, pa s praporcima, pa - divota
jedna.

Krava imam petnaest komada i to simentalke, one 'olandske. Znas
kakve su? K'o iz opateke da su izasle. Da stanes pa da gledas, da
kazes: "E, ove sigurno nosidu tetrapak mleko!", takve su. A nije,
nose obicno mleko k'o i nase krave, samo sto su takve ciste, k'o
sa cokolade, sa onih slika, mlecne cokolade i tako, divota jedna.

Svinja imam dvajes'-pet komada jorksir i dvajes'-pet komada, sad,
jel', berksir il' bert lankaster, ne znam, uvek tu brkam od
ta dva imena. Pa imam nesto i mangurica, imam i prasica.
zivine? Tol'ko zivine nisi vid'o. Da naranim polak Afrike. Znas sta
je: curaka i moraka i pataka i gusaka, jesam jos stagod zaboravio
- svejedno, imam svega. Pa to sam probao sas digitronom da
izbrojim kol'ko imam pa mi iskocio osigurac, ne mos'! Al' vidi
ovako, na primer: nekad se probudim, pogledam kroz pendzer, pa
reko': "Ju, sneg pao!", znas, beli se salas. Pa ondak mislim, pa
ne moze biti sneg, naopako, letno doba, kakvi sneg?! A ono - jaja
po salasu! I ne mozes skupiti. Unajmim mobu da skuplja jaja, pa
ne moze, dok skupim, opet polak muckovi.

Imam nesto i novaca, nije da nemam. Ne bi voleo o tom da pricam,
kol'ko imam i gdi ih drzim.

Samo, znas, da ti kazem o'ma', slabo meni vajda od svega toga sto
sam ti nabrojao. Znas, kad tako nekad uleto, kad opali kakva
omorina, a ja se prevrcem levo - desno po onoj dunji, pa ne mogu
da zaspim, znas, pa onda izadjem na kong, pa sednem na basamke,
pa gledam u zvezde i mislim: "Otac mu i te zvezde, kol'ko toga
ima - ne mozes to ni izbrojati, cudo jedno!" Da!

E, vis, ondak se s mlogo tuge setim...

Ljubio sam snasu na salasu, strasno,
bese mirisna k'o majska ruza.
Rekla mi je konacno, al' suvise kasno,
za tog njenog brkatog muza.

(Eh, da ga je tamni vek moj zacrnio, kad sam ga i video i kad je
dosao i sve... A sad, sta bilo da bilo...)

... muza.

Episodes (Lootpack)




featuring Kazi God's Gift Declaime Oh No Medaphoar

*radio skipping*

Episode #1: Kazi & Madlib

[Kazi]
I'm down with all the illest ain't no crabs all around me
So put your head together you still couldn't find me
Where I be and how I live is ill

[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

[Kazi]
Yeah, you wanna fight don't ya, you wanna bite don't ya?
The involvement of a new coast is here
To take your soul, rearrange it with flows
You're unknown, come across our line, you get blown
Too many bids, ain't no puttin' together
Restorin' your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever

[Madlib]
You talking bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow
But your flow be like oil and water, it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, cuz your style ain't even Hip Hop related

*scratches*

[Kazi]
This be the Kazi, my niggas call me Kaz
How does it feel to be mixed up and lost?
First of all, you shouldn't have bit the next rapper
Now your mind's confused, you lose, talkin' bout you paid dues

[Madlib]
Slay crews, when you ain't even at phase two
Talking about take two? You only get one take
Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estates
Plus they just might take ya papes, plus you won't remember no plates
So don't have no mistakes, steppin' over this way

[Kazi]
Second to last, but not least, hey yo, Kazi's here to rip it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and then split
It's like this, yo I'm up on some bliz
Total techniques for the hip hop kids

[Madlib]
Yo we puttin' the lid on ya, if you're wack you're a goner
Cuz we on a war path, droppin' math cuz we only wanna
Keep this hip hop real, innovatin' new styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real

*radio skippping*

Episode #2: God's Gift

I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the tupperware
It's the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a sport brain
Who came complete with all terrain capabilities
Track trail blazing a path of traveling freely
Beyond the vanity of border ampedence hindering
Progress intending to enhance those plagued with
Recessive styles, relying on primal rage
Disengaged pushing trivial, unimportant material
Virtually there, but still visually impaired
Point of views defusing the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, cuz you dwell on surface knowledge
Dig deeper into my speech or the only way you'll learn
Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in layman's terms
We now have confirmation, pure order has swarmed
Like locusts consuming all vegetation
Into waste land fills fresh water wells seeping
Poisonous corrosion as a business proposition
Exposing flesh in nuclear explosions
Forming glowing boils at the point of contact of deforming
The surviving po**tion as mass retations
Resulting from advanced hip hop experimentations
On the island of Madlib Monroe
CDP pouring beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs

*radio skipping*

Episode #3: Declaime

I'm cool with who I be, Lyric slanger from CDP
Got shit locked up like slaves out at sea
Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine
Suck up all the sunrays and then outshine
Till I blind all eyesights all over the planet
When I rhyme right, I outstand it
Cool with my ways, so chilled that most can't stand it
Y'all knows me, the rhyme wise who stays high
With fortys in my lap bust that old school boom bap
All over this map, for I be that down ass, South Cali poet,
Ya know it to be The D-E-C-L-A-I-M-E,
Doin my thang in this ring
Knockin' niggas down with what I bring
Crazy chaos your way off
So swing ya partners are around
Do the hump to my sound
** it, all panties down to ya ankles
Bending back**over microphone entangles
Strangles all ya got chokes like chronic smoke
I'll take a toke and pass it to all my niggas,
to all my niggas...take two and pass

*radio skipping*

Episode #4: Medaphoar & Oh No

Chorus: Medaphoar

Everyday it's like a level in this game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some MC's get blitzed
Situations got your mind in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to M-E-D, because your rhymes will be fold

[Medaphoar]
Straight in all black on the attack be Medaphoar so freeze back
So rappin' imitators get peeled back when I'm in combat
I got them rhymes to make ya shake the spot when Medaphoar's near
My rhyme's been set to blow up different spots so MC's stand clear
I fear no MC's alive because my dangerous rhyme
Survives battles worldwide, until my cities recognize
For every rhyme that's built to self destruct three seconds after the buck
Niggas better duck, or take that risk to get stuck
It's this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth frying
Sippin on the E&J and smoking blunts stuffed with Hawaiian Chronic
For my homey S** in SB, rhymes on the shiesty
Niggas on the run when Medaphoar is on the gun
MC's out to get me from all of the battles I won
Med, comin from the west, so represents where I'm from
Lyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop
Fresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme don't stop

Chorus: Oh No

Cuz everyday it's like a level in this game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some MC's get blitzed
Situations got your mind in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to Oh No, because your rhymes will be fold

[Oh No]
In this game, I ain't trying to see that wack rhyme bacteria
That's some next shit, material starts external
But also interior when y'all frauds claim imperial
Breaking down your inferior while you listen to your superior
Some niggas know me as "Oh No"
But in reverse in ya in the middle, I'm "on ya ho"
So slow your roll because I fold emcees like rhumatism
Syndrome and break 'em down like compression when I be up in 'em
I skip more MC's than scratch compilations CD's
To have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical oddities
The heart's cold to make hell freeze, slash hot like a flame
I spread like dead grass up in the hills so run for your**
I'm known as assassin from the west livin' it up
Kaliwild shakin up the best, messin 'em up
This nigga's known as Medaphoar and I be the disrupt
Vocally tearing you up from the ground up

*radio skipping*

Episode #5: Wild Child

Chorus: Wild Child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all that when you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"

[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get mopped 10 times
My rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines cuz I feep I'm
The responsible obstacle
For you non-freestyling MC's kickin' lots of bull
I rock shit till the Eucalyptus
Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the point ya mic tells you,
"You can't rip this" I'll get it exited and, get the crowd hyped and
Slap you up with my right hand and
Find out you're a little white man with a slight tan
Wild Child'll take ya**out like lightning
Fresh in the flesh, steadily enlighting this mic
The fact that you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetence
Step to Jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidence
Ya bro's out there know you have no composure
You unnoticibly slide to the back of thee
Open mic session with ya little wack faculty
Thirty minutes, prior to getting there, claiming you had the knack to be
The dopest MC, that was the most inactively
Statement you ever said to Jack, you see
The day you took hip hop into ya hands was an act of lunacy
So, if ya feel me, yo if ya feel me, party people say it
"La La La La", come on, come on, come on, come on...
my people say "La La La La"

Chorus: Wild Child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all that when you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"

Ló Rider (Belga)

Besenyők mondták, hogy legyünk óvatosak a kazárokkal, mert kicsit nagy lett az arcuk, mióta visszaverték az arabokat Na, mi a puszta? Hoztátok az ívelt gerendelyű talpas faekét? Előbb mutassátok a tejtermékek titkos receptjeit és a hozzájuk kapcsolódó, számunkra ismeretlen szavakat! Tessék! Héhéhé, lassabban! Táltos, ellenőrizd, ez halandzsa, vigyázz, csapda, vigyázz *******, visszacsapó íj van náluk! Köcsög kazár. Édesapám, mit mondott a kazár a vigyázz után? Én sem értettem, fiam, talán azt, hogy ******* Mindegy, vegyük át indulatszónak. Figyeljetek, van egy ötletem! Mi? Álljunk össze néppé és menjünk kóborolni. Hű, az nagy vezér lesz, menjünk! Szuper, örülök, hogy benne vagytok, na hát akkor gyerünk! Jó, először menjünk az Urálba. Így Hajdú Péter nyelvészprofesszornak lesz igaza. Vagy inkább menjünk a Baltikumba. Így László Gyula régészprofesszornak lesz igaza Mit bámészkodsz itt, lúzer vogul? A sztyeppei országút nem játék, csicska finnugor Ha nem vigyázol, elsodor egy nomád török horda Aztán csak a nyelved marad finnugor, de nem ismersz magadra Arra az egyre még válaszoljatok A hantikat meg a manysikat miért hagytátok ott? Nomád életérzésre vágytunk. Szűkszavúak voltak. Melegebb éghajlat, tejtermékek, semmi munka, csak lovagolás, semmi gyűjtögetés, nyelvet tanulni, szavakat átvenni, nyilazás, leigázás, rablás Jó az a kerek, hol szerezted be? Ezt egy halott arab ujjáról húztam le Azt mondod, ez arab, akkor ez mi? Ez egy szabir bőrpáncél, korezmi Hej! Baró a lószerszám, mennyibe fájt? Ajándék, mert megvédtem a kazár kagánt
NYÉK MEGYER KÜRTGYARMAT TARJÁN JENŐ KÉR KESZI, HÉT MAGYAR URADALMAK KARJÁN MENŐ VÉR TESZI /X2, SZÖVETSÉGGÉ, SZÖVETSÉGGÉ
Nem is olyan rossz biznisz ez a nomadizáció, lovagolizáció, kóborizáció. Keletről Nyugatra vándorizáció. Zsákmányolizáció, semmi komplikáció. Targaszekér, automata lócsillapító ötküllős könnyűkerék, sárbaragadás-gátló oldalt ornamentikus motívumok vezető oldali búzazsák sámán fékdobok az lakadásjelző egy vörös hajú szláv Egészségügyi csomag a táltosnál. Odanézz! Megjelent a lóáldozat! Na végre, má' mi is lehetünk vallásosak! Figyeljél már, cseremisz, ne tolakodjál. Várd meg, amíg elsodornak, addig gazdálkodjál. Húzódjunk le, jön a sztyeppe rendőrség. Satuhó visszagyí patkófék. Jó napot kívánok! Kengyelpapírok? Tenyésztési engedély? Kik maguk, szabirok? Kazár felügyelő úr, gyorsan sodródtunk? Nem néztetek körül, menekülünk? Menekülünk? Á, csak éppen erre sodródtunk. Szekérrel? Családdal? Na haladjunk, haladjunk. Két halnevet emlősnévre elcseréltem tegnap. De átvertek egy személyraggal és nem volt hozzá tárgyrag. Szerencse, hogy zöngés volt, mert visszamentem volna. Adtam volna olyan szót, hogy nincsen mássalhangzója. Megyek egyre Nyugatabbra, szép lápok? Bunkósbottal horgásznak a szlávok Na told el a szekért de nagyon gyorsan. Üss a lovon egy kettest azt padlózab. Hé, ne lökdössé má! De löknek a szabirok. Nyomnak nyugatra plusz beelőztek az avarok. Az ogurok meg a szabirok elől szaladnak. Azok meg az avarok elől kavarnak. Azok meg az óceán partján lakó népek elől futnak Na de azok meg a klímaváltozás elől vándorolnak
NYÉK MEGYER KÜRTGYARMAT TARJÁN JENŐ KÉR KESZI, HÉT MAGYAR URADALMAK KARJÁN MENŐ VÉR TESZI /X2, SZÖVETSÉGGÉ, SZÖVETSÉGGÉ
Jönnek az üldözők seregei. Hágjunk át ott a Vereckein. Majd védelmeznek a kárpátok. Ott laknak az avarok, de én mindenkit elzavarok Akik nem az avarok, mert az avarok azok haverok. Kutyafülű besenyők megeszik a csecsemőt. kergetnek a jazigok, mint labdát a brazilok Na jól van, végre megérkeztünk Nem is tudom mikor és hanyadszor jöttünk. De mit csináljunk? Nézzünk szét Európába. Égessünk fel pár falut. Meg nyilazzunk hátra. Hallottad már a Frank Sinatrától az Avar always love you-t? Nem, de te láttad a Cseremisz Ájronsztól a Drágán add az ékszered hármat? A még drágább az ékszered? Arra gondolsz? Nem, Az ékszer mindig drága. Te hol kalandoztál, Zotya? Spanyolba voltam, Costa Brava. Á, de esett az eső, és minden ki volt fosztva. A vandálok után az utószezonba Hétvégente falusi hakni 2 nap alatt. 6 A pincékből felhoztuk a boroshordókat. Hát a Boti az hülye, ha iszik, nem lehet vele bírni Szedi elő a buzogányát Alig bírjuk leállítani. A Taksi sámán haverjával meg olyan gombát szedtünk. Hogy fejenként egy fél kalaptól reggelig röhögtünk Hallod, az aacheni katedrálisba telt ház volt A végén 1000-en ott maradtak, olyan siker volt Aztán ment a turné tovább Brémába. Mi voltunk a germán tinik rémálma, rímel mi? Csabiék után mentünk, de senki nem maradt ott. Viszont Regino, valami pap, csinált velünk riportot. És mik a terveitek a jövőre nézve? Mindenki utál minket a környéken, úgyhogy felvesszük ezt a szeretetvallást, aki nem akarja, azt meg felnégyeljük. Gyűjtünk egy családi házra. Megpróbáljuk elfelejteni, honnan jöttünk.

Hayata Küstüm (Cash Flow)

Cash Flow - Hayata Küstüm

Yasamak sorun oldu
Hayallerim kayboldu
Cash Flow dogdu
Bu gece ölümüne hissettim
Kiskanc gözlerim affettim
Cigerime cektim
Köseme cekildim
Bos kefenin cebi bile bos
Güldüm cok hos
Ya aydinliklara kossana evlat
Bize bak yanlis yapani hep yak!
Kömür olsun gene giden ömür olsun
Gözler dolsun, sözler acilara konsun
Anam avradim olsun
Alirim girtlagini,sabir et allahini
Inkâr etme,sükret yasamak cok gec
Cünkü reddettin,kendini kestin
Poyraz ile karanliklarin üstüne estin!
Zibanayı test ettim.
Vurdum cigaralik ölüyorum Allahim yaralandik
Bir baktik yalniz kaldik iki yarali, kaderi budalali
Dert cile cekmek sokakta sirtini ekmek yok
Devriye gezen memurlar sok oluyor
Rep doluyor kalbimin odalarina
Zorlama beni emiri
Cash Flow u beynine kaz
Izmir kis,yaz farketmez
Yeraltinda kimseyi affetmez
Coluk cocuk dert etmez
Savasimiz asla bitmez
Kendini bilmez isyankâr neye fayda?
Son pismanlik! -pismanlik besliyoruz biz
Kalmadi dostluk ne de aklımda bir iz..


Her sey üstüste gelmedi mi?
Paralar dertleri vermedi mi?
Derbeder ölmedi mi?
Cevap verin o senin vatandasin,askerin
Rastgele maskenin arkasina saklandin
Belki aklandin
Cünkü haplandin
Ölüyorsun kanin akiyor koç
Sen de görüyorsun!


Gülmek bu kadar zor olmamali
Isyanim var ama Allah'a degil!
Baktim,baktim pencereden
Dalmis gitmis ruhum gökyüzüne
Bunalimin esiri oldum ciktim
Agladim her gece tek basima
Yaralarima merhem olacak birini bulamadim ariyorum hâlâ
Ölümü düsündüm her gece bedenim yatsin artik cansiz ve
Birini düsündüm beni tutsun ceksin bu adam hep sanssiz
Biliyorum beni düsünen birileri var ebedi sabrim abartisiz
Yasiyorum her günümü -dut kurusu- gibi cok ciddi yalansiz
Anlam veremedim,veremiyorum insanlar yapiyor hep rol
Benim gibi iyilerse yerinde kötüler aliyor hep yol
İyi niyetime hep kendimi verdim degisemez artik cok zor
Durumuna baktim kendine dikkat dostlari tanimak cok zor
Yalancinin mumu yandi söndü kullar göremedi hep kördü
Yasama sevincimi kaybettim ve tutkum kalmadi söndü
Cevreme kendime baktim inanamadım müskül hayrete düstüm
Kaldım yine tek basıma bombos dünya ahiret hayata küstüm!


Her sey üstüste gelmedi mi?
Paralar dertleri vermedi mi?
Derbeder ölmedi mi?
Cevap verin o senin vatandasin,askerin
Rastgele maskenin arkasina saklandin
Belki aklandin
Cünkü haplandin
Ölüyorsun kanin akiyor koç
Sen de görüyorsun!
Bu satiri sikiyorum,ben fex ortaligin amina koyuyorum!
Bu sarkiyi buldum,Cash Flow askiylan doldum
Bu tür cabalarla dikkat ceker oldum,
Kendimin hudutlarinda bir cicektim,soldum!

Normal Mi Sence (Vega)

Bir gün daha gecti daha ne kadar var?uzun bir uyku bu içinde her şey var.
Bıraktığın her izi,sarfettiğin her sözü kazıyorsan aklıma normal mi sense?
İstemedim uyanmayı bu soğuk uykudan.
Cevapları aradım soruları sormadan.
Düşürdüğün gölgeleri düştüğün yerleri
kazıyorsan aklıma normal mi sence?


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