90BPM - Beyaz Yaka | American Psycho [English CC]

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  • Опубліковано 6 лют 2025
  • Kötülük Bizim İşimiz (2015)
    lyrics: / sorgu - topic & / @kayraofgina
    production: / savai - topic
    together, they are: / @90bpmistanbul
    WHITE COLLAR
    [Verse 1: Sorgu]
    I buttoned my shirt up
    I can picture them laughing at me
    We'd never hear the end of it if the boys had seen me
    We tell it like it is
    But I'll make money and buy what you've got
    I'm looking real sharp reflected in the store windows
    A sudden rush of confidence, "you sons of-" (-uh)
    Stop driving the car at me, not the time
    I'm walking guided towards the sound of the heels
    Everybody needs their morning sex
    Don't ruin your impression, there's dust on your shoes
    The colours of the day have replaced the morning frost
    Pretend conversations over coffee
    Friends from work, obligations and all
    Of course, it's the money that has brought this squad together
    Don't be over-conscious, they've approched you, make your move (ha-ha!)
    Maybe it'll make your day
    (You never know) Except you fucking do!
    The problem is rather big, I really think it has no end
    On the same path for 150 years, haven't I said that before?
    [Hook: Sorgu]x2
    Greetings, then! Still trailing!
    My business card is fine, the cure in my wallet
    My appearance and my desktop theme,
    They contradict each other and that's a headache
    "Who's this?", you ask, "It's me!", they're quite obssesed with it
    There, a sense of uneasiness showers down on you
    Days go by, days go by
    Time is short, it takes what it wants
    [Verse 2: Kayra]
    Mr. Lova Lova
    Come on, curse the alarm clock with me
    Swear oaths every morning, exercises with shaving creams
    The makeshift razors have a field day on your face
    I don't have a favourite brand, cuts in the face
    I ironed the whitest shirt last night
    Leave this house on an empty stomach
    I took a glance at myself in the mirror
    I'd say "a bit out of shape", if we're being frank
    "All in vain!", don't say "All in vain again!" to me again
    Delusions ruin a man
    Say, will the debts ever be over or they want to burn with me?
    In whose tongue, in whose pocket?
    Its dream is real but very much so fake is itself
    There's a path for me within the sound of my own heels
    I'm walking on it, all the days themselves are engraved in my memory
    The sleeps have been sold for the bread
    [Hook: Sorgu]x2
    Greetings, then! Still trailing!
    My business card is fine, the cure in my wallet
    My appearance and my desktop theme,
    They contradict each other and that's a headache
    "Who's this?", you ask, "It's me!", they're quite obssesed with it
    There, a sense of uneasiness showers down on you
    Days go by, days go by
    Time is short, it takes what it wants

КОМЕНТАРІ • 4

  • @korsavasciguts
    @korsavasciguts 20 днів тому

    başyapıt

  • @turkrapp_ly
    @turkrapp_ly 19 днів тому

    Hocam kanalın profil resmi sıkıntılı sanki :D

    • @ascommau
      @ascommau  18 днів тому +1

      gözlerini çok kısarsan süveyş'i yaran bir geminin baş kısmının kuş bakışı görünüşünü seçebilirsin. ama aslında kıç kısmı. ve bir geminin değil, maskeli bir eklem bacaklının.

    • @turkrapp_ly
      @turkrapp_ly 17 днів тому

      @ascommau Bu şapkalı dans eden çıplak adamların videosu ya bir zamanlar popülerdi