Venus88 – FIRE Lyrics
Artist: Venus88
Song: FIRE
Sen o gölgeleri aş
Issız sokakların kap
Sorun olacaksa kaç
Yıllardır kana doyan aç böcek
Beş tane kalbim söküp alıp bitmek zor bi’ şey
Kabusun kafanın içi boş-boş böcek
Piyasanız yangın, kor, dök, ot, meşe
Hedef on beşe!
Yakın onu fire! (Fire)
Tutuştu ellerimiz, yana yana fire (Fire)
Çalıştı kafalarım tersine hype (Hype, hype)
Kan ter ya da öl suicide, ya, s-suicide (Suicide)
Dönmez hiç şansın yoluna
Sürtüğü taktım koluma
Döndürmez para oyunda
Yüz bin döner hesaplarımda, ey
Patlar suratlarına, eh-ey
Ucuz kumarlarına
Sizin ucuz hesap, ucu açık sorular
Bi’ şeyi anlatırken sapıyorsun konudan
Suyun mu bitti bebe, nе işin var kuyuda?
Globallikte patlar tekeriniz yoluna
Tе-Tek derdim psikolojim, ey
Dönüyo’ tersine dünya
Şeytanın köle bana oyunda (Oyunda)
Tersidir sorunum da bununla
Bi’ şeyi çekiyorsan burundan, kimin sikinde?
Fitilin koy cebine, unutma dön evine
En azından son ödevine çalıştın, yat-kalk, yat-kalk, ah
Sonra görevini yap({?})
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Venus88 – Bu Gece Serin
Venus88 – Iki Bilek Ice
FIRE Lyrics – English Translation
You are those shadows
The cap of the deserted streets
How many
Hungry insect for years
Five of my hearts are dismantling and ending
The head of the night’s head is empty-chaste insect
Your market is fire, ember, pour, herb, oak
The target is fifteen!
Near her Fire! (Wastage)
Our hands were holding, side by side fire (fire)
He worked, on the contrary, Hype (Hype, Hype)
Blood sweat or dead suicide, or, s-suicide (suicide)
He never returns to the way of chance
I put on my branch
Does not return money in the game
Hundred thousand doner accounts, O
It explodes to your faces, eh-ey
Cheap gambling
Your cheap account, open -ended questions
You deviate from the subject while telling the thing
Is your water over baby, what do you have a job in the well?
Your wheel explodes in globall
Tе-Tek, my psychology, O
Returning ‘Reverse the world
Satan’s slave to me in the game (in the game)
The opposite is my problem with that
If you’re pulling things through the nose, who’s on your cock?
Put the wick into your pocket, forget back to your house
At least you worked for your last homework, yacht-kalk, yacht-gok, ah
Then do your job ({?})
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Venus88 Lyrics – FIRE
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Release Year: 2004