Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Artık Kimsen Yok , by - Killa Hakan. Song from the album Çakallar, in the genre Турецкий рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2001
Record label: Königsrasse
Song language: Turkish
Artık Kimsen Yok(original) |
| Karanlık olur sokak araları her yiğite sarsar |
| Kırık laternin altında durup bakar |
| Seyreder sansar rusça rulet danslar kötü görünen şanslar |
| Tövbe de gün gelir değişir ayrılır yollar güvenme |
| Ona buna kurda kuşa kolla kendi satma boşa |
| Gençken kan kaynar akar damarı yakar |
| Çakar çakallar bakar kapar bir anlık boşken |
| Yakalar yakar pençesine takar parçalar |
| Her zaman gözle tetiği tetikte ol dur |
| Doldur senin olmayan gülü kopar soldur |
| Koldur sanki giren kendi menfaatini düşünen boldur |
| Simit çalsan bile sonu karakoldur |
| Mahallede kan kalmadı kancı mehmet kimseye bırakmadı |
| Beyin damarları durakladı vitaminsizlikten birden kurakladı |
| Kurudu tur atladı mali iyi yere gömdü sakladı |
| Bakma çaktırma junkieden kaçmaz kaptırma |
| Eline beline diline sahip ol sakin ol izzeti nefsine hakim ol |
| Kurşun bol kör kurşun kor |
| Günlerin sayılı kimsen yok artık arkanda |
| Yalnızsın bu soğuk kahpe dünyada |
| Hedef sade sensin yaşam denilen bu oyunda kaç kaça bilirsen |
| Kurşun artık yolunda |
| Zehir çocukların elinde silah takılı belimde |
| Bataklık evimin dibinde düşene af yok sende vur tekmele |
| Tek kurşun an tetik bir sıkarsa ne çıkar |
| Artık kurşun adres sorar kanlı gözlerde ava bakar |
| Her yerde ispiyon pusu kurar vuracaklar beni buda karar sesi |
| Akbabalar takmaz affetmez sarar leşi |
| Disko barlarda salla poponu |
| Lets go kukuu sabaha karşı yatakta kung fu komşu hu hu |
| Batsa da bitse de dünya salla boşver |
| Sanane rahatsın cebin dolu para show satarsın şahane |
| Pusuda adamın bekler tetikte ne istiyorsun daha ne |
| Birde utanmadan diyorsun ki «yoksuluz abi» bahane |
| Bu alemde yaşamak kolay mı |
| Yer mi çökerler üzerine biter isi biter isi |
| Korkudan kaçırır altına çişi dolaşır gençler geceleri |
| Sakin ıssız semtleri erken terk sokak evleri |
| Kimse yok hatıra defteri karanlık köselerde yerleri |
| 13 yaşında tetiği elinde ateşli yollardan geçenler ölümü |
| Hiçe sayıp sözünü söz tutup hip hop suyundan içenler …36 36 36 |
| Günlerin sayılı kimsen yok artık arkanda |
| Yalnızsın bu soğuk kahpe dünyada |
| Hedef sade sensin yaşam denilen bu oyunda kaç kaça bilirsen |
| Kurşun artık yolunda |
| (translation) |
| It gets dark, the streets shake every brave man |
| Standing and staring under the broken lantern |
| Watches marten russian roulette dances bad luck |
| In repentance, the day comes and changes, parting ways, don't trust |
| Don't sell it to him, don't waste it |
| When you're young, blood boils, burns the vein |
| Flashing jackals look and close when it's empty for a moment |
| Collars, burns, claws, parts |
| Always keep eye on the trigger |
| Fill the rose that is not yours, tear it off and fade it |
| It's an arm, as if the one who enters is abundant, who thinks of his own interests. |
| Even if you steal a bagel, the end is a police station |
| There is no blood left in the neighborhood, bloody mehmet did not leave it to anyone |
| Brain vessels paused, suddenly dried out from lack of vitamins |
| He dried up, jumped around, buried his finances well, hid |
| Don't miss out, don't miss the junkie |
| Have your hands, your waist, your tongue, be calm, control your self |
| lead abundant blind lead ember |
| Your days are numbered, you don't have anyone behind you anymore |
| You are alone in this cold whore world |
| The goal is simply you, how much you can run in this game called life |
| Bullet is on its way |
| Poison children's hands with guns on my waist |
| There is no forgiveness for those who fell at the bottom of my swamp house, hit and kick |
| What happens if a single bullet squeezes the trigger? |
| Now the lead asks for an address, looks at the prey in bloody eyes |
| They're going to set up a spy ambush everywhere and shoot me, that's the voice of decision |
| Vultures don't care, don't forgive wraps carcass |
| Shake your butt in disco bars |
| Lets go kukuu kung fu in bed at dawn hu hu hu |
| Even if it goes down, shake the world, never mind |
| You're comfortable with your pocket full of money, you can sell shows, it's amazing |
| Your man waits in ambush, what do you want, what more do you want? |
| And you shamelessly say that "we are poor bro" as an excuse |
| Is it easy to live in this world |
| Does the ground collapse on them? |
| Young people urinate in the night out of fear |
| Street houses leaving quiet desolate neighborhoods early |
| There is no one, their place in the dark corners of the memory book |
| Death of 13-year-old passers-by with the trigger in his hand |
| Those who ignore their promise and drink hip hop water…36 36 36 |
| Your days are numbered, you don't have anyone behind you anymore |
| You are alone in this cold whore world |
| The goal is simply you, how much you can run in this game called life |
| Bullet is on its way |