Denli

tam daireler

rekortmeni

öğütlere kulaklarını satarken

bir kumaş parçasının üzerinde durduğunu hayal edemezdi

sanırım bizim için kumaşı ateşleyen şey bu olmuştu

cüretkar terennüm 

şaşkını

küstahlıklara tahdit getiremezken

bir hayal üzerinde yükselttiği kendisini azat edemezdi

sanırım benim için düşüşünü tetikleyen şey bu olmuştu 

körlük noktasında 

hala güzel gülümsüyor 

ama eminim tüm vesaireler 

ruhuna bu şarkı denli dokunamaz

I'm a rappist I put words on a black list I lock them up in a cave They are ready to be my slaves They can't scream they can't shout cos their voices are paper thin I stroke their letters and edgy corners I want them to be nice and to dance on my tongue Clouds clouds in front of my eyes, clouds clouds is it paradise I'm a liar Pretending words have no secrets for me I'm on fire not questioning my empathy cos all they endure is mental torture and it's their daily nurture their only treasure is their sap that I collect religiously on my paper You understand now why my music is a trap and why it grows in you like a skyscraper I'm not jealous you can borrow my words but don't forget to bring them back to me cos I'm their lord, I'm their lord Clouds clouds in front of my eyes, clouds clouds is it paradise They cannot go away cos they don't wanna let me down They cannot got away cos they don't wanna let me down Clouds cloud in front of my eyes, clouds clouds it is paradise