Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Uyan, artist - Grom. Date of issue: 12.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Turkish
Uyan(original) |
| Uyan, bu gece deli bi' seremoni var |
| Uyan, serecek önüne düşeş bi' zarla |
| Uyan, içindeki ateşi çıkaran var mı? |
| Uyan, bizi tanımanın artısı var |
| Gökyüzüne bak! |
| Bu bi' kuş, bi' uçak |
| Hayır, Sahtiyan kanat takarak yakacak |
| Her şey aynı kapak, sonun hiç olacak |
| Dürüst olurdu mat ya da ezik kalarak |
| Kaçış şeref kaça kat, kara para akarak |
| Haramla göbek yakarak maraz doğacak |
| Bi' gece seni boğacak o gece benim olacak |
| Çare, savaş sonsuz, yavaş |
| Kanka yol yol, bize her yer hor hor |
| Bizimkiler kor kor, acımaz çeker four-four |
| Oğlum sanarsan kanarsın yanarsın |
| Taparsın sahte krallara bu sanal yarışta |
| Harama kul olanın Metin Oktay taçsız |
| Söverim suratını ben gelince rahatsız |
| Çöllerde su gibiyim, muhtacım beat’e |
| Aksi MC varsa yapar desise |
| Tibet’te keşişe Roma’da azize |
| Dedim hop benim lyrics şuan göklerde |
| Seninki yerlerde foseptiklerde |
| Ner’de fabrikasyon stil copy+paste'le |
| Keşke deyse bokun bi' boka benzese |
| Böyle pis kokmaz ki konu değil neyse |
| Pan flüde üfledi, nice ağaçlar terledi |
| Labirent düzledi, kardeşim üzmedi |
| Kardeşi kendini aynada görmedi |
| Bu kız beni görmeli demeli |
| Başına kazak örmedi ya da belki yemedi |
| Bu gece uyandırma servisi ateşte |
| (translation) |
| Wake up, there's a crazy ceremony tonight |
| Wake up, roll a falling dice in front of you |
| Wake up, does anyone have the fire inside? |
| Wake up, knowing us is a plus |
| Look at the sky! |
| It's a 'bird, a' plane |
| No, Sahtiyan will burn with wings |
| It's all the same cover, you'll never end |
| He would be honest by being dull or lame |
| How much is the escape honor, by flowing black money |
| By burning the belly with haram, a disease will be born |
| One night will drown you, that night will be mine |
| Remedy, war is endless, slow |
| Bro road by road, we are all over the place with contempt |
| Ours are smoldering, ruthless pulls four-four |
| If you think my son, you will bleed, you will burn |
| You adore false kings in this virtual race |
| Metin Oktay, who is a slave to the haram, is without a crown |
| I'll show your face off when I come |
| I'm like water in deserts, I need the beat |
| Otherwise MC will do it if it says |
| monk in Tibet, saint in Rome |
| I said hop my lyrics are in the sky now |
| Yours is in the septic tanks |
| Fabricated style copy+paste in Ner |
| I wish your shit looked like shit |
| It doesn't smell so bad |
| Pan blew the flute, many trees sweated |
| The labyrinth straightened, my brother didn't upset |
| His brother did not see himself in the mirror |
| This girl should say she should see me |
| He did not knit a sweater on his head or maybe he did not eat |
| Tonight wake-up service is on fire |