Lyrics of Şehrimin Tadı - Ezhel

Şehrimin Tadı (original)

Ankara ayazı ruhumu keser
Bi' cebimde yok kapital
Bi' cebimde kenevir tohumu
Ayrancı cebeci Kennedy yokuşu
Kaybettim gene şu yolumu
Kafam taşak gibi karnımız aç!
N’apsak şimdi?
Süper marketten çalsak bi' şey;
Sosis ve salam!
Yerim, kafam düşer tekrar, tekrar ot ister canım
Ah, polisten kaçın!
(Bugy)
Rap’in pavyonuna olurum Çubuklu Yaşar
Manita tutulur bana, onu da öpmemem lüzumsuz kaçar
Atar atar gider, bebeler bebeler
Takılır gecelerde, maymunluk yapar
Gözü kızıl, gözü kara bebek
Çözüp durdum, çözüm para demek
O da bana ve de sana gerek
Salak bebelerde karakter eksik
Daha hanginizi adam edek?
Yanaşır yılışık bahane seks
Soyup soyar seni atar eve
Yanında viski ve vodka ve afgan var hepsinin tadı nefis
Karanlık çöktüğünde koktuğunda kömür sokak
Şehrimin tadı ağzımda yine;
is, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz,
esrar
Karanlık çöktüğünde koktuğunda kömür sokak
Şehrimin tadı ağzımda yine;
is, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz,
esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür
Tüm şehir bi' pavyon ve bizim paramız yok
Şükür ki karnımız tok, şansımız çok olur elimiz floş
Sadece dirsekten aşağımız bronz
Kışımız soğuk olur, kırımız boz
Kızımız hoş olur, hızlıdır çok
Denizi var ama kıyısı yok
Kuyumu kaz, ister ki kuyruğuma bas
Kuyunuz kafama kuru, a basınız tuzunuz kuruda kurunuz yaş
Suçluluk duygunuz surata yansır, bırakın yansın
Kıralım kafa
Ben de sözde kralım la', kralım lafta
İnceyi anla, inceyi ince suda ayıran sistemi sik’im
Hep size, hep size lan, biz de isteriz bi' şey
Gençlerim işsiz de patronlar sizken sikeyim işi
Kendi patronum benim, takım elbisemse kapşonum, berem
Metropolerinde hapsolur gelen
Ghettolar evinse hep sonun beter
Ketum ol bebem
Duyarlar, işine sokarlar çomak
Çok ahkam kesenler çıkarlar korkak
Hiç emek vermeden çıkarlar ortak
Sen zannediyo’ken sigara ortak
Sonuna seni de tokatlar sokak
Konular sorunlar bok atmak kolay
Kokarken sokaklar düşersin boka
İs, pas, kir, kömürde yaşarsın boşa
Karanlık çöktüğünde koktuğunda kömür sokak
Şehrimin tadı ağzımda yine;
is, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz,
esrar
Karanlık çöktüğünde koktuğunda kömür sokak
Şehrimin tadı ağzımda yine;
is, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz,
esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür, plastik, çöplük, lastik, egzoz, esrar
İs, pas, kir, kömür

(translation)

Ankara frost cuts my soul
I don't have any capital in my pocket
Marijuana seeds in my pocket
Ayrancı cebeci Kennedy slope
I lost my way again
I'm hungry like a ball!
What to do now?
If we steal from the supermarket, something;
Sausage and salami!
I eat, my head falls again, I want grass again my dear
Oh, run from the police!
(Buggy)
I'll be in the pavilion of rap Çubuklu Yaşar
Girlfriend is attracted to me, it would be unnecessary for me to kiss her too
Throws away, babies, babies
He hangs out at night, he acts like a monkey
Red-eyed, black-eyed baby
I've been solving it, the solution is money
He needs me and you too
Dumb babies lack character
Which more of you will we man up?
Approaches years light excuse sex
He'll rob you, he'll throw you home
It has whiskey, vodka and Afghani, all of which taste delicious.
Coal street when it smells like dark
The taste of my city is in my mouth again;
soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust,
marijuana
Coal street when it smells like dark
The taste of my city is in my mouth again;
soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust,
marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal
The whole city is a pavilion and we have no money
Fortunately, we have a full stomach, we have a lot of luck, our hands are flush
Bronze just below the elbow
Our winter will be cold, our red will be gray
Our girl is nice, she is very fast
It has a sea but no shore
Dig my jewel, if you want to step on my tail
Your well is dry on my head, press it, your salt is dry, dry it wet
Your guilt is reflected in the face, let it burn
Let's break the head
I'm the so-called king la', my king in words
Understand the fine, fuck the system that separates the fine in fine water
Always to you, always to you, we also want something
My young people are unemployed but fuck it while you're the bosses
I'm my own boss, my suit is my hoodie, my beret
from trapped in metropolis
If ghettos are your home, you will always end up worse
Be quiet baby
They hear it, they mess it up
Those who make a lot of arrogance will come out cowards
Common interests without any effort
Smoking partner while you're assuming
The street slaps you at the end
topics problems it's easy to shit
Streets when you smell you fall into shit
You live in vain on soot, rust, dirt, coal
Coal street when it smells like dark
The taste of my city is in my mouth again;
soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust,
marijuana
Coal street when it smells like dark
The taste of my city is in my mouth again;
soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust,
marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal, plastic, garbage, tire, exhaust, marijuana
Soot, rust, dirt, coal