Songs
Artists
Genres
Track cover EFSANE

EFSANE

2:48turkish hip hop Album EFSANE 2025-10-31

More songs by Alba

  1. LEGIT
  2. BUZ
  3. SNK
All songs

Description

Producer: Alba

Producer: Tarantino

Composer, lyricist: Alba

Lyrics and translation

Original

Gerekir daha kaç kere ölüp dirilmem? Çıkıp hep haykırmak gelir içimden.

Paramı saysak keke bu para bitmez. Aslında fayda kara para birikmez.

Kafamız hep yüksek içinde dreamler. Döner hep etrafımızda filmler. Bebeler hep kıskanç özgü bilmez.

İşimiz çok var hepsini sikimler. 06 34 ve bak Konya. Gezdim İzmir, Ankara ve de

Bursa. Hevesim vardı çok düğümlendi kursağım.

Kadere bak şansım hep ket vuracak. Yine de koş durmadan geri korkma. Gece ve gündüz anksiyete duman.

Çıkar pestilin çıkar hurdan. Dayan düş kalk gerek hayal kurman.

Haydi say şunu bitmez. Big risk, big checks, big facts.

Sikimde mi sizin gibi feedback? Shutdown sikimde mi sizin tripler?

Fake fake keke fake senin dripler. Eski tadı getir ablam bring back. Bugünün yarını var payback.

Abam mikrofonda no playback.

Paran seni yapmaz idol.

Mermi seni yapmaz idol.

Acı seni yapmaz idol. Şirket seni yapmaz idol. Gündüzleri sanki kodlu bright.

Geceleri bir de bana sor.

Bir köşede kuru ya da bright. Efsane ya da tarih of. Neslim sik gibi sik.

Sade para peşimde ticket. Peşimdeki düşman cebimdeki fit. Seni ucuz üçkağıt beni denedin.

Para gelir durmaz yeni benefit. Sakin olup dur'can saygı gerekir.

Oldum dedi Guzman saydık kelepir. Yetmez o bir dur daha devamı getir.

Yaralara tuz bas yazıyorum guzman. Uzatma sus lan seni denedim. Yakıldı mumlar çağırdım ruhlar.

Biggie ve 2pac beni denedi. Parladı pulsar seninki buhran. Baby bir uslan verip elini.

Gelip de kurtar Tanrım bu vuslat. Para ve ün ele geçirildim.

Kepaze bunlar kör.

En harbisinde blöf. Hip hop bir okyanus.

Olduk birinci pörs.

Kalamam şimdi girl. Gerek bak anlamam. Yolumda duramam.

Kazıdım tırnak girl.

Paran seni yapmaz idol.

Mermi seni yapmaz idol.

Acı seni yapmaz idol. Şirket seni yapmaz idol. Gündüzleri sanki kodlu bright.

Geceleri bir de bana sor.

Bir köşede kuru ya da bright. Efsane ya da tarih of.

You love Tarantino.

Alba made it

English translation

How many times must I die and be resurrected? I always feel like going out and screaming.

If we were to count my money, it would never end. In fact, the benefit does not accumulate black money.

Our minds are always high in dreams. Movies are always around us. Babies are not always jealous.

We have a lot of work to do, fuck them all. 06 34 and look Konya. I traveled to Izmir, Ankara and also

Bursa. I was so excited, my crop got tied up in knots.

As fate would have it, my luck will always be blocked. Still, run back and don't be afraid. Smoke anxiety day and night.

Take out the fruit pulp and get rid of your scraps. Hang on, dream, get up, you have to dream.

Come on, count this, it won't end. Big risk, big checks, big facts.

Do I give a fuck about feedback like you? Do I give a fuck about Shutdown, you trippers?

Fake fake Keke fake your drips. Bring the old taste, sister, bring back. Today has tomorrow, payback.

Abam no playback on the microphone.

Your money doesn't make you, idol.

Bullets don't make you, idol.

Pain doesn't make you, idol. The company doesn't make you, idol. It's like coded bright during the day.

Ask me at night too.

Dry or bright in a corner. Legend or history of. My generation is like a dick.

Just money, ticket after me. The enemy after me is the fit in my pocket. You cheap cheat, you tried me.

New benefit as soon as the money stops coming. Stay calm and respect is required.

"I did," Guzman said, "we counted it as a bargain." That's not enough, just stop, bring more.

I'm writing to add salt to the wounds, Guzman. Don't hold on, shut up, I tried you. I lit candles and called the souls.

Biggie and 2pac tried me out. The pulsar shone, yours is the crisis. Baby behave and give him your hand.

Come and save me, God, this reunion. I was seized with money and fame.

Disgraceful, they are blind.

A bluff at its best. Hip hop is an ocean.

We became the first bastard.

I can't stay now girl. Look, I don't understand. I can't stand my way.

Scraped nail girl.

Your money doesn't make you, idol.

Bullets don't make you, idol.

Pain doesn't make you, idol. The company doesn't make you, idol. It's like coded bright during the day.

Ask me at night too.

Dry or bright in a corner. Legend or history of.

You love Tarantino.

Alba made it

Watch video Alba - EFSANE

Track statistics:

Streams Spotify

Chart positions Spotify

Chart peaks

Views YouTube

Chart positions Apple Music

Shazams Shazam

Chart positions Shazam