A keresés eredménye

My brother/sister

Don't despise me brother/sister
You are gold, am I bronze?
We existed from the same existence
You are silver, am I sheet metal ?
 
I have whatever you have
Same being in every body
Tomorrow when you enter the grave
Are you saturated and I'm hungry?
 
Sentence body is made of earth
Kill your desire before you die
The creator has commanded it like this
You are the pencil, am I the tip?
 
Veysel in love with nature
We are made of soil, we are brothers/sisters
We are the same passengers, comrades
You are a passenger, am I the obstacle ?
 
*Kardeşim in Turkish means my brother or my sister without consideration of gender.
If anyone wants to specify can say erkek kardeşim or kız kardeşim.
 

My Life

Ouais, ouais, ouais
Ouais, ouais, ouais
Ouais, ouais, ouais
Yo, Jugglerz
Oh, ja, ja (ho)
 
As long as the sun burns/shines and water flows
I come with the wind and give you, what you need
Altendorfer Street, cops come running
Kingdom or jail, one just accepts it
 
There are a lot of stories, one of which I am
Criminal from a young age, in court at age fourteen
Mama enters the hall with tears in her eyes (1)
The Quran tightly held in her arms, my soul is fucked (2)
How often did I regret it?
How often did I do it again?
No matter what, everything is part of God's plan
You're only hearing what I saw, audio-visual
I make coal into cash, I've ordered an Audi
The coal is indeed pretty, but your laugh gets lost
Everything is for my family, my little one has been born
Born (ah), born (ah), born (ah), born (ah)
 
As long as the sun burns/shines and water flows
I come with the wind and give you, what you need
Altendorfer Street, cops come running
Kingdom or jail, one just accepts it
 
As long as the sun burns/shines and water flows
I come with the wind and give you, what you need
Altendorfer Street, cops come running
Kingdom or jail, one just accepts it
 
There are a lot of stories, one of which I am
Bro, everyone knows that three comes before four
There are many people who love us, there are also haters
We're not cut up, yeah, we're also talking
Appearance distributed and turned into money
Four, three, Favela, another world
Cops on tour, two following track
They ask me: 'How did you get the gold watch?'
I paid in cash, forty forked out
Ten for the chain, the rocks are real
 
The coal is indeed pretty, but my laugh so gets lost
Everything is for my family, because my has been born
Born, born, born, born
 
As long as the sun burns/shines and water flows
I come with the wind and give you, what you need
Altendorfer Street, cops come running
Kingdom or jail, one just accepts it
 
As long as the sun burns/shines and water flows
I come with the wind and give you, what you need
Altendorfer Street, cops come running
Kingdom or jail, one just accepts it
 

Bella Boyz

Altendorfer Street, Elm Street
Customers want selfies with me
But I just want the money to flow
But I just want the money to flow
My mirror image tells me, 'Do something!'
My mirror image looks like 2Pac
Libra with eye, I'm good at it
Selling on the street, is in my blood
They see me rollin ', five hundred Benz
Got the Glock under my shirt and the cops are on the run
The block is burning, the weed is burning
Pussies are banged for free at 'Oceans'
Out with the gang, bag is safe
Thousands of packs, Patte with Haze
Bela Boyz on it, at night on the way
We are like shadows, you can not see us
We want stress
And visit you
My friends
Can not speak German well
If Uzi
Scatters the bullets
Scatters the bullets
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
(Then it's the Bela Boyz)
Torro West raps in the Barrio
Horror scenario for Germany (fuck you)
My music is too hard for the radio (normal)
Pat pat, shots fall from the convertible (pat pat)
We are not like you, we remain loyal
My Team Bela Boyz, Casino Royal (rrrra)
Make fast money, six-digit number
Five years jail, I swear, we do not care (pfuh)
What verbal? The weapons are glowing
The area is fatal, you can feel it here
Faces with hate, the looks are deadly
No valid passport, everything is possible
From the bottom up like Tony Montana
Pack the drugs, Coke and Ketama
Dead in pajamas you can find enemies
Get me the bread, we'll chase the bills
We want stress
And visit you
My friends
Can not speak German well
If Uzi
Scatters the bullets
Scatters the bullets
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
Then it's the Bela Boyz
Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz, Bela Boyz
 

Habibo

Miksu
 
Yeah yeah, habibo, brother, you know
 
We drive a pair of kilos over the Schwitz
Product from Rio, give a good price
Yes, habibo, prison or rich
 
I want the cash, the lumps, the rolls
I don't need ‘no reasons' whatever happens
Come with pistols and huge guns
Have a bullet with your name
This song isn't one they play in the radios
Bro, I'm not Adel Tawil
I'm the guy, who deals with the colored
The street is served, this is a game
This is Altendorf and not Narcos
Weapons come here from close-east
Shots falls like in Lagos
 
Yeah yeah, habibo, You know, Brother
We drive a pair of kilos over the Schwitz
Product from Rio, give a good price
Yes, habibo, prison or rich
 
Yes, habibo
Yes, habibo
 
I'm in the Filmscene now
I take calls, Francis Ford Coppola
Main role Pate IV, imma do it easily, sure
Just like ten Kilos fresh packed from Rotterdam
It's ok, bro, I'm a criminal, sorry
Whee whee wheee
A phenomenon, I'll bunker 13 Kilos in a Chevrolet
Whee whee wheee
I'm a hunter to gold and cash money
Bring the very best produce to the most top floor
 
Yeah yeah, habibo, You know, Brother
We drive a pair of kilos over the Schwitz
Product from Rio, give a good price
Yes, habibo, prison or rich
 
Bag full with violet
I'm father like Pancho Villa
Have eyes like the ones in China
Rise your glass, the room gasoline
Bag full with violet
I'm father like Pancho Villa
Have eyes like the ones in China
Rise your glass, the room gasoline
 
Yeah yeah, habibo, You know, Brother
We drive a pair of kilos over the Schwitz
Product from Rio, give a good price
Yes, habibo, prison or rich
 
Yes, habibo
Yes, habibo
 

At an aurora of my younghood

At an aurora of my younghood
Her imagine came and hid in my heart
While my neck was bended I wonder around as very drunk
She take off my mind and hid
 
This love can not leave me, she said
The seas of the love never settle up, she said
Do not fond of every beautiful, she said
She take a look at me and hid
 
Is it a dream or an imagine, I am confused
I have searched a lot, looked at every corner
They say love, I reached it at a shore
She dived into the sea of love and hid
 
Was she an angel or a fairy or a pixie
She was looking like a beautiful creature
She said, Veysel, don't tell my secret to anyone
I don't know she went where and hid
 

We are Turks, we sing Turku*

Even if the world is filled up with songs,**
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
With the fear of taking the road,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
We are Turks, the Turks are our fellow.
Our age cannot be calculated.
We fight wherever we are.
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
The Turks are our ancestors
We are pure Turks, with the pure blood
Our mistakes are the gazelle and song**,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
In the feasts, at the weddings
In the meetings, in the crowds
When we are distressed and on the rainy days,
We are Turks, we sing Turku
 
In the wolds, in the beds,
In the rooms, in the otağs***,
In the lees, like a sheep,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
In front of the watercourses, in the wetlands
The sound of Turks is ringing in the ears.
In the cradles, in the swaddles,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
Come together girls,
Even those stars become agitated.
When the double-instruments are teamed,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 
Veysel howls like a bee,
Like the howl of the Nightingales,
Like the flight of cranes,
We are Turks, we sing Turku.
 

Cash

[Intro]
Essen Sin City, Essen Sin City
4-3, Bela Boyz
 
[Part 1]
Growing up in the streets, chasing the cash.
Fuck anyone who considers himself a star.
Distribute penalties, I am the wolf among the sheep.
But the difference: I come with sharp.
Do not let me fool, let's all blow.
Ball hail from the Porsche Cayenne.
New mixed cards, have supporters and soldiers.
Pay your debts now on installments!
I keep it real, you know I'm shooting ', it's not a game for me.
Believe me, that makes me feel real gangsters.
And I aim, shit on your deal.
Airport control, my gun made of acrylic.
 
[Pre-Hook]
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
 
[Hook]
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
 
[Part 2]
Grown up in the gutters.
Very dangerous strain, the weapon carries you further than words.
Already died as a small child.
Lawless, live a life without tomorrow.
Get the goods on-care.
Commissioners are stalking, informants have died.
The judge lacks words.
Veysel, born low, is constantly changing places.
I'm a G, tell me, who wants to go to war?
The street has no beat, Deutschrap is a game.
Because everyone lies in it, that was too much for me.
One of those reasons why I did not sign.
 
[Pre-Hook]
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
 
[Hook]
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.
I only want my cash, cash, cash.