[Verse 1]
Postpone your plans or something
Flee for a moment, leave the land
But right now, it's clear, maybe black
Colours that have left the city because
Everyone bought at a price
Riya injected into your wife in primary school
The system is a weapon, reality is your alignment
You loved him, because he was Zebercet
Get out of alignment, every shape cannot be wasted
That’s a donkey's arse
You try, you work. That place is for rent
Is it brеad that enters your struggling home?
Ordеr paralysed your dreams
Your minimum target is your expectation
This routine is a similar trap
Your minimum target is paradise

[Nakarat]
I can't stand it with a threshing head, find me some dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that’s it for me, it's just a lid
But that's all, mate, it's all in the head!
I can't stand it with a threshing head, find me something dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that's it for me, it's just a lid
But that's it, man, it’s all in the head!
[Verse 2]
My head hurts, my brain Luigi
The devil says: "Cheese, give it a rest!"
My under-eyes are like that
My chapped lip
Hold my mind, my inventor on the brink of madness
This tooth of mine is like the torment of the grave
I’ve got a good or bad job
The situation is that my consciousness is blurred, but for shuh!
My soul mate found me in the whole world
I'm a pretentious dubar
Find the black money and flake money, I’m uncertain at the moment
I'm poor, my bill piggy bank is full
I'm smart, I hope you smoke my cigar
My pen is my palm; it is possible with a draft!
The "yo" on my tongue is a tramp ballad
They are on top because the rotten classes
He made snobbish sentences and laughed nuggets, laughed
We laughed and laughed, and they're all assholes
In the parallel universe, Recep was driven out of the country by Shein
Your living corpse heralds the oppression of Allah Almighty
For the saint who waits for good tidings curses

[Nakarat]
I can’t stand it with a threshing head, find me some dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that's it for me, it's just a lid
But that's it, mate, it's all in the head!
I can't stand it with a threshing head, find me something dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that's it for me, it's just a lid
But that's it, man, it's all in the head!
[Verse 3]
(I have a dream, I don't have the strength
I can't specify my life, it's my dream
So what, so what, Shah?
You're a fugitive. Let's end this mortal journey as soon as possible.)
Let's have a double raki and talk frankly
It hurts when you steal a bitter aubergine
Play bitter and avoid songs
Steal my sanity, I've got nothing, I've got nothing
Yo, my crown on my head!
Open up, open up! Stay stuck! It's fitting!
Overstay my flow, your flow gets used to
The mind-blowing soul, the instrument of the grim reaper, Cheese!
Take pain, the nail-driver of the roof, Sheineen
What is the purpose? What is the purpose of creating me?
Is it nothing? Let's create money
Let's pay whatever it costs, brother Efe, my brother and a squire, my home in the land
My betrayal of my trust

[Nakarat]
I can't stand it with a threshing head, find me some dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that's it for me, it's just a lid
But that's it, mate, it's all in the head!
I can't stand it with a threshing head, find me something dry
Sheikho has bales and bales of marijuana
Okay, but that's it for me, it's just a lid
But that's all, mate, it's all in the head!