Ethnique Punch - Mısırlı | The Fall [English CC]

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  • Sarhoş Baykuş (2012)
    lyrics & production: / @bigmorukloop
    THE EGYPTIAN
    [Intro: Ethnique Punch]
    The Egyptian… girl
    Drunk Owl¹ (Drunk Owl)
    West, West!
    East, East!
    [Verse: Ethnique Punch]
    To the west, to the east, the bedouin runs adrift
    The rogue wreaks havoc, it costs dearly
    The underground belongs to the serpents at night, the king goes deaf
    The pyramid turns into a barn as well if the pharoah is a swine
    Take it easy, have a look around first
    Keep silent when you see the stick, like a statue
    As one man, remember, if anyone falls behind,
    The forbidden place gets pillaged at an inopportune time
    The guest doesn't need permission to find what he wants
    Blood is one for the road inside the body of such bandit
    What's good for a scabbed scar is not a musky medicine but the gunpowder in the shell
    The likes of us don't give way, not even an inch
    The cool fountain is a mirage, awakening is deep
    Hook in hand, I'll go and fish the elephant in the river bed,
    Light the pure film and dry the Nile with its smoke
    Lyric! Piss in a jug!
    As pale as if its served up on a platter
    If the mission is to do a one-eighty, to sing praises,
    And get buried in the loot, then fuck the mission!
    If the rodent gets stabbed in the back and vanishes into thin air
    The victim is of flesh-and-blood and the blade, of rusty iron
    When the suspect asks a request of the mournful doctor
    To the surprise of the crowd, a manifest from the sorrowful tongue
    In the silence, the opposite of it echoes
    These cries of the rest polish the auction
    That fancy attire only drives up the price
    Take it off along with the loot you're worth and wash it off with acid
    Count your days, old man
    Even the most enchanting painting is dull
    Stoke it up so that the cold pours onto the tray
    Easy in theory, it petrifies you in practice
    The majority always go their own way
    Either become a ghost or find a remote windmill
    Don't shy away when you lose it, bite back!
    The asshole is waiting in fear for you to run amok anyway,
    To turn a blind eye and head back,
    To go into hiding and gnaw away at your confidence
    I want to ungracefully split the ground from the bottom up
    The active always affects the passive here
    Lyric! Cable car for those going up!
    The current hitting the bottom, electric
    Critique between the two triggers
    If the task is to pull it, then fuck its master!
    I've always gave my best
    The drifter is what he says
    Suppose it starts from the soil up, from the knee-high crops
    The things in my mind build another wall here from Beijing
    I'll strive and build the wall in a million-or-so steps
    Sometimes one night with a maid swimming in the Nile worths it all
    What gets every job done is the coin and the word
    Ali Eksan², as-salamu alaikum walaikum salam
    Ahh, thank you…
    ¹'Sarhoş Baykuş' (Drunk Owl) is the name of the album this song is on
    ²Ethnique Punch's real name

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