Sagopa from Kuvvetmira – Kajmer one heart
My target is the pop culture. Listen to my words, Listen to my words!
A four outs gained fame, he boasted and got spoiled
A unripened man’s eyes saw, he thought hell was the heaven
Open your eyes, dont die, this is Sagopa’s place
Watch your words, they’ll f#ck you mom’s p#ss#
The pop culture wrapped my fears, melted my dreams
Thousand of youngsters, unkempt, listened to the m#th*rf#ck*rs
Your words are meaningless, your rythms don’t have any base
You dishonourable, swindler dogs
Commercial businesses f#cked your #ss, image makers made your life longer
Stupid, in love pop singers who look at the mic as money
They are easygoing, trader people at Etiler, ballers in lists
Hit the ball so it explodes, Hip-Hop is my real name, f#ck the leftovers!
Your cuck is your manager, that pays for your tape, braindead
Go to hell you castaway dogs
From Kajmer Sagopa the target is your heart
The arrow I shot, my words are nine milimetres (Kajmer)Kajmer Sagopa needs the anger that comes from the blows he throws
Open up to Rap, throw away the leftovers, Hip-Hop is my real name
From Sagopa to the people, being silent is an useless act, you achieve your targets with talking (Yo!)
A blow from Kajmer to the pimps whose temperament I don’t know: f#ck off, you seeds of a wh#re (you seeds of a wh#re)
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
Tele-television a dead vision, said my buddy Erci-E, it really is like that
Tele slave, go to hell who are slaves
Two wh#res in one video
Holidays of downbad, who cares about their songs?
One of them goes out and talks about love, the girls get their asses ripped on concerts
That ass-wipe has money on his mind, the girls are already a piece of cake
If I catch them shikidim shikidim, I will break their chains
Then I will stay arrested just for the sake of you making you annoyed
I will make your birds fly away
I will be the everything of you, You will bend over at the Tophane dock you b#stard
You will give me it just from the tip, then you’ll give me all of it
Where where, should I pierce you? choose yourself
Your mother birthed you for me-
I came here to f#ck you, know that, know that, know that!
One versus one, stabbing one by one, slowly pouring the wine
Aganigi naganigi 2 kilos of tomatoes, give them to me hahaha (Sagopa)
Sagopa, will continue his attacks, it’s forbidden by god to stop for me!
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
My real name is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop’s soldiers, get the f#ck out you b#stards of Pop
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Sagopa Kajmer Lyrics – Siktirin Gidin (English