Müzik Şu An Ne Dinliyoruz? ?

[Thelig]

Acı Yılmaz Erdoğan​

Yaşamak uğruna
ölmek bu olsa gerek
Sevmek uğruna
acı çekmek bu olsa gerek
Hayat uğruna
savaşmak bu olsa gerek
Peki ya senin uğruna
Üzülmek niye?

 

[Thelig]

Gitme Bir Adım Öteye Yılmaz Erdoğan​

Sen beni sevmekten gidince ben bana borçlu kaldım
Ya sen bana fazla geldin ya ben sana az kaldım
Gitme bir adım öteye gülüm bir adımda gurbet olur
Gitme bir nefes öteye gülüm her nefes hasret olur

Aşk yasaklandı artık halka açık yerlerde
El tutmak yol açıyor diye hesapsız
Susmalara kaldırdık tüm tutuşmaları
Yasak kelime oyunu yapmak

Yalan söylemek mecburi ve serbest ayyuka çıkmak
Artık yağmur sonraları toprak kokmak yok
Tomurcuklanmak günah
Ve bir insan gözü yüzünden yüz gün art arda uyumamak

Kimse ölmesin diye
Kimsenin aklında her sevdalı verdiği sözü geri alacak
Güneşi ayı ve hatta hiç bir tabiat olayı
Şahit gösterilmeyecek hiç bir sevdaya

Ne deniyorsa onu atacak kalp
Ve süresi 24 saate çıkarılacak meskun mahallerde ağlamanı
Sen sesini alıp gidince ben burda dilsiz kaldım
Ya sen bana fazla geldin

Ya ben sana az kaldım
Gitme bir adım öteye gülüm bir adımda gurbet olur
Gitme bir nefes öteye gülüm her nefes hasret olur

 

[Thelig]

İşsiz Şiir Yılmaz Erdoğan​

Bu imkansızlıklar
Bu yaralar
Hepsi,
Hepsi insan işi

Sevda diye bağıran yüzün,
Bir kitabın en sır satırını
Okuyan sesin,
Beni bana düşman eden,

Ağlamaklı gecelerimin
Tek temsilcisi
Ve hiçbiryerde şubesi
Olmayan yüzün
Yani baştan ayağa sen...

Bu bakışlar
Bu bakır tadı
Hepsi,
Hepsi insan işi
Ve insanın insana ettiği
En yalan yemin: AŞK!
Hepsi,
Hepsi insan işi..

 

[Thelig]

(feat. Eminem, Notorious B.I.G.)

[Intro]
I love niggas! I love niggas!
Cause niggas are me!
And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again)
And to all niggas that do it I love

[B.I.G.]
To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!)
To all my Bronx (It's war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away)

[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!

[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop Watertown
Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: 50 Cent]
When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I catch a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can"
Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playing
Get gassed up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo punk ass off propa'
There's no place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
Pussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Every bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!

[Chorus]

The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)
Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin'! (yeah)

[Bridge: Eminem]
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
D-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!
So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name
Cause you say one more thing and it won't be nice!

[Verse Four: Eminem]
Whoa, here we go, I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit
Sooner or later you little haters
Are too jealous of us to love us
You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's coming
D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach
50 percent of it's 50 cent
The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is
But if you even considerin' taking our label down
You better find our building and fly a fucking plane into it
But I ain't trying to get too intricate into it
I'm just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cause then it's gonna get to the point
Where it escalates to some other shit
Then I'm a flip, then I'm a get to
"Stomping in my Air Force Ones"
But you won't be able to tell
If it's two pairs or it's one
It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you
You'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoe
I don't know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these pussies try to push me
Thinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle me
Y'all tickle me pink
I think I'd just rather have Pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock, tickety tock tickety
A little bit of the diggedy doc diggedy
Mixed with a little bit of the [Eminem vocal scratch]
Wit a pinch of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggedy

[Chorus: Eminem]
We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and kill your label
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
We the label fa' sho!

We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and steal your paper
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50,
We gon' kill your fuckin' label fa' sho!

[Eminem]
Shady in the place to be see
And I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right!
Still watch what you say to me punk
Cause I'm off probation in less than six months [gun cocked]

[Outro]
Haha, Shady Records
Still Aftermath, and don't think we don't
Hear you motherfuckers talkin'!
Cause we do and we see y'all
We just gon' sit back for a minute
While I see what the FUCK y'all do

 

[Thelig]

Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) and Flow
Ha ha...

Chorus:Chorus: 50 Cent

It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood and see an OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must cease existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin harass them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eatcha for breakfast, the watch exchanged for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cuz to me you're a mystery
I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
Ha, ha pussy...

[Chorus]

"This rap game is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud
Southside tie-dye that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah or Crack child
Them niggaz dead, they just SUCK, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys sayin "Fifty, we feelin you mayn"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)

[Chorus]

I ain't gonna tell nobody you pussy
I ain't gonna tell nobody you gettin extorted
It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
I've been patently waitin to BLOWW
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life
You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga
I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gonna like you)
i know i know

 

[Thelig]

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got my knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

[Lloyd Banks]
I get little niggaz mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk around wit hair that horses had
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like 99 bananas
That's why I got 99 niggaz wit 99 hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the coaches know
That's why I'mma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the 5th grade
that's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)

[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the 2nd rule please leave the crime scene clean
3rd rule pick a day, 4th rule pick a time
5th rule pick a fifth, 6th rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him 6 feet deep
8th meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
9th rule don't say shit cause Po-Po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the 10th rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Licking my lips at your bitch like I'm LL
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money" and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What a little nigga say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the shepard and watch the sheeps scatter
my enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
you scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs, know not to play with my check
I come through with my knife for that vein in your neck (YEAH!)

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got my knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news

 

[Thelig]

Artist: Lil' Kim f/ 50 Cent

[50 Cent]
AAAH!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
I hit the baddest chicks
Shorty don't believe me, then come with me tonight
And I'll show you maaagic
(What? What?) Maaagic
I got the magic stick

[50 Cent]
I'm a freak to the core
Get a dose once, you gon' want some more
My tongue touch ya girl, ya toes bound to curl
This exclusive shit I don't share with the world
I have you up early in the mornin, moanin
Back shot proper,the law can't stop us
Been a fiend for this since Rakim made hits
Get the position down pat, then it's time to switch
I'll rock the boat, I'll work the middle
I speed it up, straight beat it up..
.. and I ain't in the hood with my toast out loc'n
I'm in the telly workin up a sweat strokin
Tonight's the night, you can fall in love
You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug
I pop a lot of shit cause I can back it up
My left stroke's the death stroke

[Chorus: Lil' Kim]
I got the magic clit
I know If I get licked once, I can get licked twice
I am the baddest chick
Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight
And I'll show you maaagic
(What? What?) Maaagic, uh-huh uh-huh
I got the magic clit

[Lil' Kim]
Lil' Kim not a whore
But I sex a nigga so good, he gotta tell his boys
When it, come to sex don't test my skills
Cause my head game have you HEAD over heels
Give a nigga the chills, have him pay my bills
Buy matchin Lambo's with the same color wheels
.. and I ain't out shoppin spendin dudes C-notes
I'm in the crib giving niggas deep throught
Tonight Lil' Kim gon' have you in the zone
Girls, call ya crib, I'm answerin the phone
Guys wanna wife me and give me the ring
I'll do it anywhere, anyhow, I'm down for anything
Couple of humps, give a nigga goosebumps
This junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps
When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie
It's the "Drugs" baby, I'm makin ya HIGH!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent] + (Lil' Kim)
I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
(I am the baddest chick)
(Shorty you don't believe me, then come with me tonight)
(And I'll show you maaagic - what? What?)
Maaagic (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(I got the magic clit)

[Lil' Kim] + (50 Cent)
Now put your face in it
I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it
(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug nigga breakin records
And the time is (one minute, six seconds)
(Magic stick) I got the magic box
HAVE THAT ASS TRICKIN AFTER ONE BACK SHOT
(The gifts, the ice, I like that a lot)
The minks, the leathers, the CL drop

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

[Chorus: Lil' Kim]

 

[Thelig]

This is hip hop
It go clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

Now what you hear is not a test
I said its not a test nigga its not a test
Got my teflon on wrapped around my chest
I do it tha best ya heard I do it tha best
Tuck da nine by my spine all the time
Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck wit mine
My neck and my ear get to flickin like a strobe
My wrist and my whips have niggas like whoa
I'm the underground king I reside on the throne
In the club wylin out over henny and patron
Me I'm in the zone yea me I'm in the zone
It's bottle after bottle til G-stacks are blown
Shawty in my ear like please take me home
Before the next song come on dawg we gone
Off to the hotel, motel, the holiday inn
She said if I knew you worked the cat from the back like that I woulda brought my friend a huh huh huh huh

It go clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

Clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

I'm so raw yea I'm so raw
Me I'm so ghetto I'm oh so hardcore
I'm down by law this style ya never saw
I give em jus a little then watch em fiend for more
Yea they want more they hot and they want more
They love the way I kick it they addicted to ya boy
I'm ecstasy I'm the ultimate trip
I have ya in the mornin like a dope fiend sick
Now feel the rush I'm like pure cocaine
I have the whole night club goin insane
No matter how rich I get I'm never gonna change
I will let it rain push me I let it rain
I do this shit myself lawyer money ain't a thang
Da unit is the game
The yin and the yang
We went from poor to rich now look we da shit
You best control ya bitch or she'll be in tha six
A huh huh huh huh

It go clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

Clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

I'm fresh ta death
I'm rockin the vest
I'm strapped movin round with tha heat
I said I do it tha best
I'm not tha one you should test
That's why my name ring bells in the street
I put that work in
Yea yea
I put that work in
Yea yea
I put that work in
Yea yea
I put that work in
Yea yea

It go clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

Clip pop
It hit em if ya hit me
Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop
Papa said we bang bang boogie
We get em oh goodie
Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me

 

[Thelig]

[Intro]
Yeah! Ha Ha!

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 1]
I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimey nigga
think he shot my brother I'm a find that nigga
We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV
Yeah he did my brother dirty but he don't wanna see me
Member Rydell from KP thought he was his man
Put him on the table to bag up he beat him for grams
How you think he got that money for that Chalk Gray Land
That nigga robbin and stealin everything that he can

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear hoes runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 2]
Yeah I know Curtis, he used to fuck with my friend
Used to come through my projects pick her up in his Benz
Niggaz from my buildin always used to ask about him
Like she in and out of town right that niggaz get down right
I used to say, all I know, is the nigga get money
And you standin in my way, excuse me dummy
Ronda she told me that nigga a freak
And McDonald's ain't the only thing that he eat
Haha!

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
Everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 3]
I love 50 Cent, that's my dad
But even my mom talks about him bad
She says since he blew up, he changed for sure
He's really fascinated with these fancy hoes
I don't know why but there personalities collide
And my dad will swallow blood before he swallow his pride
You know the kids in my class they be sayin he crazy
They just like him cause he roll with Dr. Dre and Shady

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 4]
Man 50 fucked up, I mean real fucked up
He left us in the hood we fucked up
i cant believe this nigga gettin all this money
Still actin like he in the street tellin niggaz they can't eat
You know this motherfucker went and bought Tyson's crib
Got Bentley's, Ferrari's, and all that shit
He don't even come through to try and help niggaz out
That's the bullshit see what I'm talkin about

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
Everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

[Verse 5]
That's my Grand baby I love him I raised that boy right
He ran to me cryin i sent him back out to fight
Put a battery in his sock go pick up a rock
You ain't a chump, you want your Grandma to think you a punk
Look at my first Grand baby, he is a big rap star
Bought me a house, diamonds, and a brand new car
I taught him what it takes, to go this far
Boy I'm the reason you are what you are

[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
Everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
Everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

 

[Thelig]

50 Cent (Olivia) Intro-
Yeah..
50..
Olivia..
We Both Think Alike.. (We Both Think Alike)

50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus-
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

50 Cent Verse-
I'm not gon' waste your time talkin' about shit that you know
i'm so hood that even when i try to hide it, it shows
i be grindin' girl i'm focused i be gettin' my dough
you know if it aint the flow then it come from the O's
plus a nigga like a pimp when it come to the hoes
every hood every city all the gangstaz know
front on me and you be gettin' hit up fo sho
i make it hot when its 20 motherfuckin' below
see with me in V.I.P you can twist and blow
when the champagne finished baby order some mo'
keep her eye on ya close while you out on the floor
the way you move i have a nigga straight stiff this is word
if you ready to roll shorty we could just roll
when you ready to go i be ready to go (uh oh)
see everything i do, i do on the low (uh oh)
so anything we do nobody'll know (uh oh)

50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus-
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

50 Cent Verse-
Now look i know you into the shiny things
the platinum chains and the diamond rings
the 24 inch chrome on the range
i see you in your projects buy your window payin'
now shorty me and you we came up the same
the fact before rap i ain't have a thing
i hustled got my weed up now im sittin' on change
i mean i got money out that ass mayne
when niggaz get to beefin' i be laffin'
cuz i can send my homiez through to blast 'um
stick him with the hawk or just slash 'um
now fool are you crazy thats what we ask 'um
but back with me n you, you shorty decide a thang
first its off with the bra then its the G-string (uh oh)
we leave it up to me then we do it my way (uh oh)
and get straight to it skip the four play (uh oh)

50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus-
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off(we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
i wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
if ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
den head to your bedroom ta break ya off(we both think alike, uh oh)

 

[Thelig]

f/ Nas, Nature

[Intro: DJ scratching]
"Niggas bit off Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah
"Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep
"Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah
"Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - G. Dep
(Repeat)

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide
Either way you go against me, you still gon die
I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef
You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief
I need a drop for when it's a hot, a hummer for when it's cold
An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold
The shit I kick fuck with niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me
And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary
Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money
I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money
I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me
I got what you need, 19,5 a key
I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean
And I'll clap any nigga for the right amount of cream
Run up on them all with the same problem solver
Beat up ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!

[Chorus]
Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock
Cause then we gonna run up in your spot
Screamin' get the fuck on the floor, give us the Ro'
(Repeat)

[Verse 2 - Nature]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
I'm like Sugar Shane Mosley, it ain't no beef
You're staring, a ticket holder that sits in row three
Next to Ron Artest and Kobe
Yo I woulda went pro too, then I let them phillies slow me
I'm like a black man's asthma, seeking a pump
Breathin' deeper when I'm creeping up
Ya'll need to fuck with the tightest, I stick niggas
Ensevilitus, leavin' whole families in silence
My virus is obvious, past on to most rap fiends
Un cured, ain't no vaccine
Last seen at the automatic teller machine, maxing out
Or in the studio booth, blacking out
It's Con Ed style, real twisted, I disappear on some Blair Witch shit
Comin' back I'm rich kid
Either or, you can't stop me with my feet in the door
Or walk away from the street or the morgue, play your part nigga.

[Chorus - Last line cut off]

"Niggas bit off Nas" - Ghostface Killah
"Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep
"Tell these niggas somethin' God" - Ghostface Killah

[Verse 3 - Nas]
What, yo
I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars
Tatted on they arms, pimp your moms, like I'm Magic Don Juan
From Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong
We smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack
Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me
Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me
When I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner
Unless you hate a nigga like George Bush Jr., I bring awkward to you
Porsche maneuvers thru the city like New York sewers
Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure
Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions
22 inch dick when I'm pimpin'
Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like
You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike
50 Cent with Braveheart-ed, we ride to the grave depart us
You fake niggas imitate what I started, let's go

[Intro - Once]

 

[Thelig]

[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man
50 can't even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

[Verse 1]
I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck you up
I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, niggas always knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was dumb
Why the so called smart kids was poppin' guns
I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle
A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his back go out
He the one that taught me, what bein' black's about
Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, Sittin' up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole
Let's go, let's flow nigga

[Chorus - Singing] - 2X
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin'
But niggas keep frontin'
Fuck a nigga, live like a soldier
Die like a soldier

[Outro - Talking]
War, state of mercy nigga
You see me pop off nigga
Ain't no peace talk, bitch ass nigga
Fake gangsta nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)
You don't seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new shit
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"
And nigga shy money, ain't fail nigga

 

[Thelig]

Aldırma Yar Nedim Zeper​

Kendimden hasarla sana bir yol çizdim
Gül bu yollar kavuşmaz ben bana yenildim
Kalbime kederle ömrüme dert seçtim
Kor bu ateş tutuşmaz sen beni kül ettin
Aldırma yar ağlayamam ki
Bir vurgun der geçerim anlatamam ki
Dökerim yüzümü dağlara taşlara
Dosta düşmanıma anlatamadım ki
Bir haykırıştır sana bakmak
Çığlık çığlığa sessizlik yaşamak
Anlatmadan yıktıysan beni
Anlatsan gülüm neler olacak
Aldırma yar ağlayamam ki
Bir vurgun der geçerim anlatamam ki
Dökerim yüzümü dağlara taşlara
Dosta düşmanıma anlatamadım ki

Kendimden hasarla sana bir yol çizdim
Gül bu yollar kavuşmaz ben bana yenildim
Kalbime kederle ömrüme dert seçtim
Kor bu ateş tutuşmaz sen beni kül ettin
Aldırma yar ağlayamam ki
Bir vurgun der geçerim anlatamam ki
Dökerim yüzümü dağlara taşlara
Dosta düşmanıma anlatamadım ki
Bir haykırıştır sana bakmak
Çığlık çığlığa sessizlik yaşamak
Anlatmadan yıktıysan beni
Anlatsan gülüm neler olacak
Aldırma yar ağlayamam ki
Bir vurgun der geçerim anlatamam ki
Dökerim yüzümü dağlara taşlara
Dosta düşmanıma anlatamadım ki

 

[Thelig]

Bir Haber Ver Nedim Zeper​

Uzun uzun yürümüşüm ben bu yolda
Dönüp dönüp bakmışım hep arkama
Bir ben kalmışım o da çok uzaklarda
Beni hep bu ayrılıklar bozmuş
Bir de çok geç anlaşılmak
İster ister inanma
Ben bu dünyayı önüne serdim

Ya uzaktan ya bu şehirden
Bir haber ver dirilsin kalbim
Uzun uzun yürümüşüm ben bu yolda
Dönüp dönüp bakmışım hep arkama
Bir ben kalmışım o da çok uzaklarda
Beni hep bu ayrılıklar bozmuş
Bir de çok geç anlaşılmak
İster ister inanma
Ben bu dünyayı önüne serdim
Ya uzaktan ya bu şehirden
Bir haber ver dirilsin kalbim

 

[Thelig]

Beni Bana Bırak Nedim Zeper​

Aslında hiçbir şey yok,
Bıraktığın masallar beni biraz oyalar.
Peşinsıra umutlar dört yanımda sancısı.
Gözlerim kan kırmızı.
Hevesle yas tutar gönlüm.


Git, kurtar beni.
Geri dönme, bu defa son.
Beni bana bırak!
Bu şehirde geçirdiğim son gecem bu.
Şimdi yoksun sen yanımda,
Mutlu aşk yoktur aslında.
Gecmişi sil bir çırpıda, gidiyorum beni bana bırak.
Bu gönül ne aşklar gördü, yıkılmadı, yorulmadı.
Bu gönül hep benim oldu, sen istersen beni bana bırak.

 

[Thelig]

Leylan Meşfu Nedim Zeper​

Canım pek yüreğim şamar
Yok sözüm kim hesap sorar
Kahrımı sabrımla sarar
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Çok yordun varım yoğum
Belli olmaz sağım solum
Yolundan döner mi kulun
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Ne bu yolun dumanı tozu
Yar yüreğin huyudur huyu
Var yüreğin bana bir zoru
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Ne bu yolun dumanı tozu

Yar yüreğin huyudur huyu
Var yüreğin bana bir zoru
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Canım pek yüreğim şamar
Yok sözüm kim hesap sorar
Kahrımı sabrımla sarar
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Çok yordun varım yoğum
Belli olmaz sağım solum
Yolundan döner mi kulun
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Ne bu yolun dumanı tozu
Yar yüreğin huyudur huyu
Var yüreğin bana bir zoru
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu
Ne bu yolun dumanı tozu
Yar yüreğin huyudur huyu
Var yüreğin bana bir zoru
Leylan meşfu, leylan meşfu

 

[Thelig]

Rüya Nedim Zeper​

sokup atamiyorum aklimdan seni
donup bakamiyorum gururum degil
sokup atamiyorum aklimdan seni
donup bakamiyorum gururum degil

seninle askimiz gercek
yeniden yazmamiz gerek
yanliz sozler yetmez anlatmaya

gonul ister benim olmaz
omur gecer yerin dolmaz
yanliz gozler yetmez aglamaya

sensizlik nekadar uzun
sesimi duyuyormusun
yoksa sen uyuyormusun
ruya goruyormusun

hasreti duyuyormusun
hic mektup yaziyormusun
denize bakiyormusun
beni seviyormusun

seninle askimiz gercek
yeniden yazmamiz gerek
yanliz sozler yetmez anlatmaya

gonul ister benim olmaz
omur gecer yerin dolmaz
yanliz gozler yetmez aglamaya

sensizlik nekadar uzun
sesimi duyuyormusun
yoksa sen uyuyormusun
ruya goruyormusun

hasreti duyuyormusun
hic mektup yaziyormusun
denize bakiyormusun
beni seviyormusun

sokup atamiyorum aklimdan seni
donup bakamiyorum gururum degil
sokup atamiyorum aklimdan seni
donup bakamiyorum gururum degil

seninle askimiz gercek
yeniden yazmamiz gerek
yanliz sozler yetmez anlatmaya

gonul ister benim olmaz
omur gecer yerin dolmaz
yanliz gozler yetmez aglamaya

sensizlik nekadar uzun
sesimi duyuyormusun
yoksa sen uyuyormusun
ruya goruyormusun

hasreti duyuyormusun
hic mektup yaziyormusun
denize bakiyormusun
beni seviyormusun

 

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