More songs by Tuğrul Bektaş
Description
Producer: Tuğrul Bektaş
Composer, Lyricist: Tuğrul Bektaş
Lyrics and translation
Original
Much Not Raw.
Varsa götün ara. Sokaklara inelim. Caddelerde bulamazsak semtlerine girelim.
Varsa götün ara. Kim gerçek görelim. Siz hepiniz bir, ben hepinize yeterim.
Varsa götün ara. Sokaklara inelim. Caddelerde bulamazsak semtlerine girelim.
Varsa götün ara. Kim gerçek görelim. Siz hepiniz bir, ben hepinize yeterim. Varsa götün ara.
Hayat bana acımasız oldu, bende gaddar.
Siz çakallık yaparsanız şehre iner kurtlar. Bu sokağın çocukları altın gibi parlar.
Cezaevine on beş çift sıfırda mektuplar düşer. Sıkıntılar biter. Elbet bir gün kader bizim yüzümüze güler.
Dönüp baktım düne, devran terse döner. Biz her zaman ayaktayız, kahpe olan düşer.
Kimse bizi bozamaz. Gökyüzünde yakamoz. Zaafı olan yaşamaz. Sen bu işe kafa boz.
Suratlarda maske var, ellerinde paparos. Bir kılıfa uydururuz hakim sana overdose.
Karanlıkta infaz. Para için kumpas. Kan damarda durmaz. Sıcak temas son gaz.
Öyle iyilik olmaz. Garibanlar kurnaz. Korkudan ailen cenaze namazını kılmaz.
Varsa götün ara. Sokaklara inelim. Caddelerde bulamazsak semtlerine girelim.
Varsa götün ara. Kim gerçek görelim. Siz hepiniz bir, ben hepinize yeterim. Varsa götün ara.
Sokaklara inelim. Caddelerde bulamazsak semtlerine girelim. Varsa götün ara.
Kim gerçek görelim. Siz hepiniz bir, ben hepinize yeterim. Varsa götün ara.
Varsa götün ara.
English translation
Much Not Raw.
If you have it, call me. Let's go to the streets. If we can't find it on the streets, let's enter their neighborhoods.
If you have it, call me. Let's see who's real. You are all one, I am enough for all of you.
If you have it, call me. Let's go to the streets. If we can't find it on the streets, let's enter their neighborhoods.
If you have it, call me. Let's see who's real. You are all one, I am enough for all of you. If you have it, call me.
Life has been cruel to me, and I am cruel too.
If you act like a jackal, wolves will come to the city. The children of this street shine like gold.
Fifteen double zero letters are sent to the prison. Troubles end. One day, fate will smile on us.
I looked back at yesterday and the tide turned in reverse. We are always standing, the treacherous fall.
No one can break us. A sparkle in the sky. He who has weakness does not live. You worry about this.
There are masks on their faces, paparos in their hands. We'll fit it into a cover, the judge will overdose it for you.
Execution in the dark. Conspiracy for money. Blood does not stay in the veins. Hot contact final gas.
There is no goodness like that. Poor people are cunning. Your family does not perform the funeral prayer out of fear.
If you have it, call me. Let's go to the streets. If we can't find it on the streets, let's enter their neighborhoods.
If you have it, call me. Let's see who's real. You are all one, I am enough for all of you. If you have it, call me.
Let's go to the streets. If we can't find it on the streets, let's enter their neighborhoods. If you have it, call me.
Let's see who's real. You are all one, I am enough for all of you. If you have it, call me.
If you have it, call me.