Translation of the song lyrics İllegal - Fuat, Ceza, Ayben

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

İllegal (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