Nokuf – What's Left Behind

LYRIC
What's Left Behind

A B C gibi dinlenecem
Ve adımın anlamını herkese gösterecem
Bilki, söktürecem sana mikrofonu sonra
Duvarına resmimi gönderecem

Ve de göt verecen ama ölmeyecen
Sözümü sayana kadar da bekleyecen
Neye, ney? Demeden
Yaralı etine tuz basıp, acısı gidene dek üfleyecen

Hele bi kör bak Atama!
Tohumuna kadar inerim, dersin doğdum kamıştan
Aşamadı cübbem kademeyi
Kademede fucked up. Toplum perişan

Fazladan aza alışacan, üstün olacak yapışkan
Öğren bezmeden hayattan!
Benim ayar tam. Yeah!
Dinle bunu bezdiysen bayattan!

All these years I've been waitin' moltin'
Take another motherfuckin' shot son listen
You ain't got shit, you can suck my dick!
Cause I got faster rhymes plus most of the times

I tolerate your bullshit
Promised to mom. I wasn't gonna do this
I'm through
I'mma take down rappers who talk shit...
Like It's on them
Lay down it's on now [Huh!]

Underground na-na nother rhyme
Just like any other motherfucker talkin' non-sense
Bounce motherfucker, or dance!
And check that ass! Now, rock motherfucker! Fuck that

Man, it's cool. I play myself
Not to mention that I don't really cross fences
Violence in my basement
I care about the little world I got

It feels like I'm gettin' there
But if it ever change?
Then I'ma fill this straight

With a gallon of my own re-verse-anal piss
They gonna aim for my personal hit
Tell me!

"Oh! Man, you're chasin' a shit...
That would never set a line"
I'm burning the strip

I just put a little hot bass in the glass
If it's hurting your knees?
I'm sorry to tease
Some say, I want to put my name on radio
Never aimed, but I should've stick to it
Now they gonna call me the new tourist

If it was like that, how'd I end up in this shit hole?
I don't give an ass about it
Don't really need your thoughts 'cause I'm all about it

I got no clue. Where in the fuck should I be staying though?
Probably the opposite
I mean the chair of the therapist

Can't switch to that mumble trash or trap they say so
Y'all can take my word for it
This ain't a diss yet I'm just sharpening

I'm bout to bring it on bro?
[Yeah!]

What the hell? I got the clicks in the rice
Let me get you a start. Then maybe...
You can have a share in the pie
My pleasure to light up your mind b-b-but...

What the fuck? Catastrophe! You the pastor?
Let me get a suit I'm an Astronaut
My testosterone is a power drink
I'm the outlaw king I just lost my shit
Passin' a test is manifest, nevertheless...
I failed. Kicked out of HS
Wasn't into the protest
So, I had to work and live in the projects

Finally, I can catch the pace
I don't know how many times they took my place
I Lost the race, there was no trace
Fell down but i never let go, kept my haste

B*tches say i'm a f*ckin' fire dog
Show me a weakling, they think i'ma eat it all
They don't know how to roll
"Life is rocking" No!

Eat! Piss and shit in your fame hall!
Where i'm from
People help others
But uncovered

Cause we do suffer and we grow tougher
So, i gotta say that
Life is hard and lots of mops
You can stumble

Some say, "I want to put my name on radio"
Never aimed, but I should've stick to it
Now they gonna call me the new tourist

If it was like that, how'd I end up in this shit hole?
I don't give an ass about it
Don't really need your thoughts 'cause I'm all about it

I got no clue. Where in the fuck should I be stayin' though?
Probably the opposite
I mean the chair of the therapist

Can't switch to that mumble trash or trap they say so
Y'all can take my word for it
This ain't a diss yet I'm just sharpenin'

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