Sen Oyna Dilber [English translation]

popularity is inescapable as my rap is heard

my goal isn't popularity its being heard

all minds synchronized into escapism

with frauds on stage, worse days ahead is the final destination

You're a king when crowned with the word Anatolia

besides, there is no discipline, bartenders pouring for years

like a horror movie a sweet voice screaming

knee height gamblers, buddy do you get it?

as you pass, the memories come to life, if you're morale is low then just listen, depression ends with living through rap

& when the guitars come in then I stay quiet, its better that way...

you dolls are comical, dance at least

Who'll sniff out the best perfume, I wonder

who'll run into their prey first

If you hang with the classless, merciless,

when the masks fall off you'll be among the trolls

You dance my beauty, we'll jam

like they all wants us, twirling like a pro,

as if we can't swing

knees shaking at our presence

like a spice mixed into all bad

bloodied with an aching head

the cash cow in my gut

a bloody nose and countless torn eyebrows

once again I said rap and kept walking

a clear target at every moment

now bunch of babies badmouthing rap

but they don't know death is near, cruising by

claiming manhood means like a man you sit and walk

why think the worst when I say Hip Hop

hold on calm down, maybe kick back and relax

soon we'll break the paw of the king of lions

rust in the dark or with the news of a foggy day

they say those who stay behind survive, fate with the dead.

who'll benefit with how, and what we do

today swine flu & crows lets see the distractions tomorrow

whatever happens, happens

my shot glass full of liquor

let the spot you fear

be my location

You dance my beauty, and we'll jam

they all want us, swinging like a pro

as if we can't swing it

knees shaking at our presence

Warning! those wishes don't meet our needs

their needs listed

with the least wanted first

we're swimming in the seas with loss

are we taking the fall, we're after Halal

or just withering in jail

even looking from a different perspective

at times falling in love

learning lessons when we carry and burry our dead

we honor the dead as we come to know each other

yet again we kick those already down

today is a good day, tomorrow unknown

you can live in the past but you wont learn a new lesson

today will end too we all wait for the best

I have my rap others have dice

life has a rhythm

My voice, the guts are mine the wrist is mine

its my tongue not a shotgun, its not a weapon

this feeling is mine

its not a lie

my opinion before silence

and you be a musical note

maybe if we sing a new song

ways will merge and road straighten

You dance my beauty, we'll jam

the world wants us, swinging like pro

like we can't swing it

knees shaking at our presence

• Artist:Ceza