Lyrics of Sabah Fabrikam - Sagopa Kajmer

Sabah Fabrikam (original)

İfadeler, sözlerden daha seslidir
Ve Sago sessizlerin sesidir
Ilık nefesiyle kuzey tayfunu, hoyrat ama zararsız esintidir
İzahati çok, resimleri yırtık soluk, sert kesittir
Böyle işte yüzüne karşı sözüm seslidir
Ve dikkat et kemiksiz dil koynunundaki soğuk yılandır, beslidir,
Yediğin kardeş eti islidir
Onların konuştukları, yenilmez-yutulmaz cinstedir
Neyse salla onları bende bol salıncak var, hepsi asılı iptedir
Hip-hop benim, Yunus, yüzen balık diptedir
Uçan halım düşer yere, düşüm düşmezlerdedir
Düşün, iyi bir taşın, düşmemek elindedir
Sabah fabrikamda, akşamlarım işçidir
Camı kırık penceremde, selam seslidir
Maneviyat tek eksiktir, eksikliği maneviden olana
Şeytan hep kesiktir, bu ne büyük eksikliktir?
Sabah fabrikamdan sabah al, güneşlidir
Gökkuşağı dostum benim ve her bir rengi benimledir
Benden olan seninledir, kalbin en emin ellerdedir
35'e doğru Sago tam demindedir
'cause I wrote my rhymes
It’s yours
Wicked
Fresh
Like this
Candle light after the
It’s where you goin'
Burası sabah fabrikam, iki-sıfır-bir-üç rakam
Eşşekler anırırken, nihavendten alır makam
Sago’ya nam, buruk sevinç, biraz gam
Yazılı kâğıt dolu masam, olmaz yazan olmasam
Küçülmemek için büyük konuşmam
Peki neden büyük görünmek için yalan konuşman?
Anlamam!
Dersem sözümü yalanlamam
Akrepten civcivlik taslamam, sırtı çıraya yaslamam
Sabah fabrikamda sükûnetten ortam
Ellerimde mürekkep izi, plak dolu çantam
«Çalış oğlum!»
der ustam, dedim «Meraklanma, demim tam, mesayimde ciddiyetim
tam, tastamam!»
Gülmek iyi de, fazla gülüp kalbi karartmam
Senin yerinde ben olsam, kahkahalarımı abartmam
Aktaracaklarımı puf kek gibi kabartmam
Tavşan kanı rengim, emin ol ki demim tam
'cause I wrote my rhymes
It’s yours
Wicked
Fresh
Like this
Candle light after the
It’s where you goin'
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(translation)

Phrases are louder than words
And Sago is the voice of the silent
The northern typhoon with its warm breath is a rough but harmless breeze
It has a lot of explanation, the pictures are torn, pale, hard section
That's how my word to your face is loud
And be careful, a boneless tongue is a cold snake in its bosom, it is fed,
The brother meat you eat is sooty
What they talk about is invincible
Anyway rock 'em I got plenty of swings, it's all on the hanging rope
Hip-hop is mine, dolphin, swimming fish at the bottom
My flying carpet falls to the ground, my dream is for those who do not fall
Think, a good stone is in your hand not to fall
Morning is my factory, my evenings are workers
In my broken window, hello is loud
Spirituality is the only thing missing, from the spiritual
The devil is always cut, what is this great shortcoming?
Get morning from my factory in the morning, it's sunny
Rainbow is my friend and every color is with me
What is with me is with you, your heart is in the safest hands
Towards 35 Sago is in full brew
'cause I wrote my rhymes
it's yours
Wicked
fresh
like this
Candle light after the
It's where you goin'
This is my factory in the morning, two-zero-one-three digits
While donkeys bray, nihavendten maqam
Sago'ya notoriety, bitter joy, a little sadness
My desk full of written paper, it wouldn't happen if I wasn't the one
I don't talk big so I don't get smaller
So why lie to look big?
I don't understand!
I won't deny my promise if I say
I don't chick from scorpion, I don't lean on kindling
In the morning the calm environment in my factory
Ink on my hands, my bag full of records
"Work, son!"
says my master, I said, "Don't worry, I'm just right, I'm serious in my shift
right, right!”
It's good to laugh, but I don't laugh too much and blacken the heart
I wouldn't exaggerate my laughter if I were you
I don't fluff what I will transfer like a puff cake
I'm the color of rabbit blood, be sure I'm just right
'cause I wrote my rhymes
it's yours
Wicked
fresh
like this
Candle light after the
It's where you goin'
Rap Genius Turkey