Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song İllegal , by - Fuat. Release date: 18.10.2007
Song language: Turkish
İllegal(original) |
| Zemin beton trip atar. |
| Akinetonla susar |
| Verin jeton bir bakışla iskeleton bakar |
| Tek atışla poligon yanar |
| Gel kaşar varlığın kasar |
| Patlar kasa her kafaya patla |
| Beşe yapar dördüne çarpar |
| Tar kantarla mantar, tartar bu barbar |
| Dolaşır akünün asidiyle gargara yapar |
| Koptu yarbay. |
| Harhar. |
| Her dakika zarar |
| Sararda solmadan lale oldu dolma |
| Kase görüp azmam saliselik business |
| Ağaçlardan kopmam gelir geçer Christmas |
| Berlin’de camiden ezan okutmazlar kısmet |
| Yerdeki yaralıya dokunmazlar not yet |
| Fuat Rap’i bırakmış (Asla, asla!) |
| Gelip yaslar küvetler dolar yaşla |
| Ateşi ateşe verir yeksin gazla |
| Biçilecek MC’ler buğday ve arpa |
| Bence Rap bu yek legal bırakmaz hiç mi hiç mecal |
| Bir olta attım denize kalmamış ki dalmamış kefal |
| Toplu sözlerim bi' sizde vardı olmamış meal |
| Denizde çoktunuz kum oldunuz Fuat’sa illegal |
| Bence Rap bu yek legal bırakmaz hiç mi hiç mecal |
| Bir olta attım denize kalmamış ki dalmamış kefal |
| Toplu sözlerim bi' sizde vardı olmamış meal |
| Denizde çoktunuz kum oldunuz Ceza’ysa illegal |
| Feyz al, Rap’imden kork ve bana purple haze al |
| Panik yapıp kaç. |
| Gerisinin dayanağı fal |
| Onunki bol para ve derisi yüzülesi B-Boy |
| Yüzüne bakasım yok kinim yok |
| Ekibin Rap’i pek iyi zaten etiketinin yarı fiyatı senin Rap’in |
| Semazen gibi döner ama yalana hakka ben dönerim hakkaten |
| Kapat camı kapat. |
| İllegal bu rüzgar yok mecal |
| Dilime inme lal diye dua ederim ben. |
| Geceler benim |
| Hecelediğim Rap hepinizin ekin |
| Bekleyin hasat zamanı geri geleceğim evime |
| Vakit yakıp elime nakit ya da kına yakın |
| Zafere koşan Fuat’a ve bana dayanamaz kulak ötesi yok haricimiz kurak |
| Ben bu notada kendim oldum |
| Her bi' rotada kaybım oldu |
| Oltalarda yem de yoktu |
| Bosphorus’da tek bir ordu |
| Noktalarda nakarat oldu |
| Yaptığım bu serenat aşka dair tek bi' yoldu, samtüraj Ayben oldu |
| Bence Rap yek meal var istisnaya yok mecal |
| Bir elde mikrofon ve gözlerinde kalmamış sual |
| Bir anda oldunuz bi' şah ve matla geldi tarumar |
| Denizde ottunuz Rap okyanus Ayben’se illegal |
| Rap Genius Türkiye |
| (translation) |
| The floor is concrete. |
| He is silent with Akineton |
| Verin looks at the skeleton with a coin look |
| One shot fires the range |
| Come, your existence will turn white |
| Explodes case explodes in every head |
| Makes it by five, multiplies by four |
| Tar is a mushroom with a scale, this is a barbarian tartar |
| It circulates, gargles with battery acid |
| It's broken, colonel. |
| Carryall. |
| damage every minute |
| Sarars became tulips without wilting |
| I see a bowl and persevere |
| I don't break from trees, Christmas comes and passes |
| In Berlin, they don't call the azan from the mosque, kismet |
| They don't touch the wounded on the ground, just note |
| Fuat quit Rap (Never, never!) |
| Come and mourn, tubs fill up, age |
| He sets fire to fire with yeksin gas |
| MCs to be harvested are wheat and barley |
| I think Rap will not leave this one legal at all. |
| I threw a fishing rod, it didn't stay in the sea, the mullet didn't dive |
| My collective words, you had it, it didn't happen. |
| You were too much in the sea, you became sand, and Fuat is illegal. |
| I think Rap will not leave this one legal at all. |
| I threw a fishing rod, it didn't stay in the sea, the mullet didn't dive |
| My collective words, you had it, it didn't happen. |
| You were a lot in the sea, you became sand, if punishment is illegal |
| Get Feyz, fear my rap and buy me purple haze |
| Panic and run. |
| The rest is fortune telling |
| His is a lot of money and a skinny B-Boy |
| I don't have a grudge to look at your face |
| Your team's rap is good anyway half price of your tag is your Rap |
| It turns like a whirling dervish, but I will return to lies and truth. |
| Close the window. |
| This is illegal, there is no wind |
| I pray that I don't get off my tongue. |
| night is mine |
| Rap that I spell is your crop |
| Wait it's harvest time I'll come back home |
| Burning time and close to cash or henna |
| He can't stand Fuat and me, who are running for victory |
| I became myself on this note |
| I've lost every single route |
| There was no bait on the fishing rods |
| A single army in Bosphorus |
| There was a refrain at the points |
| This serenade I made was the only way about love, the samturage was Ayben |
| I think Rap has only one meal, no exceptions. |
| A microphone in one hand and a question in your eyes |
| You became a king and mate came tarumar |
| If you sat in the sea Rap Ocean Ayben is illegal |
| Rap Genius Turkey |