Official Release: ACID (my last release ending 2022 with)
Salute Hiveans! I hope you are all enjoying the holidays, taking a rest, and preparing to return renewed for the new year.
Here is my most recent song, "ACID," which I worked on with my friend Bu Nasser Touffar, who is from my native Lebanon and a voice that is always about the truth and exposing corruption in our culture and corrupt governments throughout the Middle East.
Bu Nasser Touffar X Dj Lethal Skillz – ACID [Official Music Video]
Written & Performed by @Bu Nasser Touffar
https://www.instagram.com/el_bunasser/
Produced by Dj Lethal Skillz
https://www.instagram.com/djlethalskillz
Mixing & Mastering @Beatlalipos
https://www.instagram.com/beatlalipos/
Video (D.O.P/ Editor/ Director) Aziz Jabi
https://www.instagram.com/azizjabi/
Rec. ILLADIB
https://www.instagram.com/illadib/
Wicked beat, I would love to know what the lyrics are. It certainly packs a punch as it is. Well done @djlethalskillz xxx
Kudos for checking it out and the feedback! I obtained the Arabic lyrics. I can translate it for you using Google Translate and paste it below, but I'm not sure how accurate it will be as it used slang Arabic, but let's try it and see what happens!
**Arabic lyrics **
وجّي رايق عودي طري عضمي قاسي
نكتي البايخة ياما خلفا مخبّي مآسي
بالوقت الراكض فيه وصّل صوتي وصوت ناسي الفنّ الثوري غنّى للمموّل تشكل آسي
مش رح ابكي عالأذاني عل بكانّي الدم لمّا وقعت غرّقني بدل ما يلم ولا عاللي ركب ضهري لمّا كان بلا ضهر ولمّا ركّب ضهره دار **** عنّي وفلّ
خود فكرك بزعل عاللي راح *** اللي راح
ركبّت راس الجحش خلص خلصنا نواح
عم جرب ريّح راسي قال عم جرب لقط نفاسي
وطيزي عم ينصحني خفّف حكي بالسياسة
خود، أفكّرك ان كنت ناسي
الأسد بعده مطرحه لا؟ والسيسي راسي
إذا ناسي ضدّ الثورة، يالله، **** ناسي
تيس راسي تنكة بعده بحلقي طعم العاصي
بلحمي الحيّ غصب عنّي كلّ معاركي خضتا
ولا مرّة عندي إخسر إلّا الخوف الراسي وطّى
ولا كلمة قلتها إلّا بمعناها الحرفي قصدتا
جمجمتي من حديد ما بيشيلا إلّا الحطّا
رست الدني كلّا واني لسّا ما رسيت
بعدا براسي ضجّة آخر حفلة بمارساي
ليش أوّل يوم مسكت القلم ما نسيت
من ست سنين عزرايين سمحلي بتقسيط
رست الدني كلّا واني لسّا ما رسيت
بعدا براسي ضجّة آخر حفلة بمارساي
ليش أوّل يوم مسكت القلم ما نسيت
من ست سنين عزرايين سمحلي بتقسيط
Ben #aç olmasaydım #sen olmazdın #tok
Paralarım #prangalar kaderlerim bok
هيدا وطن؟ هيدا طيز
هيدا بلد؟ هيدا يوك
هيدا شرف هيدا كيف هيدا أسيد هيدا كوك
أمّن عشلكّ بشكّ
عالمسرح روحي بتطلع، برّاته لساني بيلك
راسمالي داعش فرع البلد، يقرطني بلوك
وما قصدي افتراضي، أني قصدي بلوك العادي
سي٤ للبيعارض والتفاوض للأعادي
عجقة تحرير أراضي، وطريق القدس فاضي
مع إنّه الراحوا كتار، أني عم احكي عن رفقاتي
قلتلّك لو ما الراب خبر عاطل كنت مقاتل
براسي جزمة عسكر بلحسها لفوت عالجنّة
والجنّة ٥١ بالمية لرندة منّي
صدّقني مش طمعان تسمعني ترضى عنّي
وإلّا بتكّة **** عالفهم وبفنّ عفنّي
رست الدني كلّا واني لسّا ما رسيت
بعدا براسي ضجّة آخر حفلة بمارساي
ليش أوّل يوم مسكت القلم ما نسيت
من ست سنين عزرايين سمحلي بتقسيط
رست الدني كلّا واني لسّا ما رسيت
بعدا براسي ضجّة آخر حفلة بمارساي
ليش أوّل يوم مسكت القلم ما نسيت
من ست سنين عزرايين سمحلي بتقسيط
Google Translate to English
#lyrics
My face is fine, my return is soft, my bones are harsh
My bad jokes, you are the successors of my tragedies
By the time I ran, my voice and the voice of my forgetful of revolutionary art connected, sang to the financier, exponential formation.
I will not cry over my ears because my blood cried when I fell, it drowned me instead of touching me, nor for the one who rode my back when he was without a back, and when he mounted his back, he turned **** away from me and fell
Take your mind to be sad about who is gone *** who is gone
I rode the colt's head, it's over, we're wailing
I am trying to smell my head, he said I am trying to catch my breath
My friend is advising me to reduce my talk of politics
Khoud, I am thinking of you if you are my people
The lion after his extremity is not? And Sisi is my head
If he forgets against the revolution, oh God, **** forget me
Tess head is a tank after it with my throat, the taste of the Orontes
With my living flesh, all my battles have been fought against me
Not once have I lost, except for the vertical fear
Not a word I said except in its literal meaning
My skull is made of iron, nothing but debris
I anchored the world, no, and I haven't anchored yet
After Bracy, the noise of the last party in Marseilles
Why did I forget the first day I held the pen?
Six years ago, Azraine allowed me to pay in installments
I anchored the world, no, and I haven't anchored yet
After Bracy, the noise of the last party in Marseilles
Why did I forget the first day I held the pen?
Six years ago, Azraine allowed me to pay in installments
Ben #açolmasaydım #senolmazdın #tok
Paralarım #prangalar kaderlerim bok
Is this a homeland? This is ass
Is this a country? Haida yuk
Haida honor Haida How Haida acid Haida Cook
Secure your nest with suspicion
On the stage, my soul is rising, and my tongue is clear
ISIS capitalists, Al-Balad branch, block me
And what I mean by default, I mean the normal block
C4 for sale, negotiation for normal
The obstacle to liberating lands, and the road to Jerusalem is empty
Although they have gone a lot, I am talking about my friends
I told you, if rap wasn't idle news, I would be a fighter
In my head, military boots, I licked them, and I missed heaven
And Paradise is 51 percent of Randa's semen
Believe me, you are not greedy, you hear me, you are satisfied with me
Otherwise, with a **** of understanding, and with a rotten art
I anchored the world, no, and I haven't anchored yet
After Bracy, the noise of the last party in Marseilles
Why did I forget the first day I held the pen?
Six years ago, Azraine allowed me to pay in installments
I anchored the world, no, and I haven't anchored yet
After Bracy, the noise of the last party in Marseilles
Why did I forget the first day I held the pen?
Six years ago, Azraine allowed me to pay in installments