Lyrics: Yeah Hidra and Radansa We are the guardians of the pen Here we are Now it's Hidra Hey yo, listen to Hidra with Radansa if you're a real man Why is that guy who brings drugs from England so pessimistic? You believe in vain, wasting your talent on the ground You're nothing, just licking anyone's ass You tell your truths, but they're not appreciated My name is Fatih Uslu, my name is Hidra, my name is Invincible The cute kid who acts sympathetically, rap is backwards for us Even our pen gives lessons to your deep perspective Your ass is flat and your cap is upside down, ruin your lives I understood that the mainstream rap is heavy for my mercy We, the guardians of the pen, brought all your pens down I am the trouble in your fate, the harem of your troubles In the market, we are like tonic next to a tiny hobbit Fuck off, hide your funny face, we'll slap you in the pocket Listen, it's not Sonic, it's my only curse, homie respect Islamic Force, Killa Hakan, Nefret, Fuat, Boe B We put Tarkan behind you, this is Ankara, turn around and run Don't make pointless noise, we've thrown many punches, my mind is stuck on hardcore rap tactics Don't act sneaky when you stand up again, you turned into a douche while trying to act flirty I'll hit you with a punch on your face again, we made a match on the skillet (Motherfuckers, now it's Radansa) You're nothing and you're a mess on the microphone You don't have any ghetto vibe, you're just pathetic Your name rhymes too much with rhythm, hip-hop is at full throttle Your studio plays 50 Cent, ours plays Jedi Mind You're just a rapper, with no brains, real pathetic When I dive in with my eyes closed, cut the beat You, empathic kid, take off your sunglasses and let's talk What are you after? Come, let's meet for a minute We don't drink expensive wine, we drink Bomonti I'm like Francesco Totti leading this team Every shot I take is dangerous, I'll do whatever I want, bro Is death a problem for you? (Ha) Your breath has stopped (Ha) There's no respect for you, don't want anything from me with your fake image I saw you playing conkers, I made the rap, hip-hop is what it is, and I slowed down again A.k.a. Danger, when Radansa and Hidra enter the rhythm, it's a real bitch in your ear, bitch Explanation: "Kalem Bekçileri" by Hidra is a rap song featuring Radansa. The lyrics are filled with bold and aggressive language, typical of rap battles. The song is a response to other rappers in the Turkish rap scene, conveying their confidence and superiority over their competitors. Hidra and Radansa boast about their rap skills and criticize others for lacking talent and originality. They emphasize their unique perspective and the deepness of their lyrics. They mention their success in the rap game, referencing respected names in the Turkish rap scene like Islamic Force, Killa Hakan, Nefret, Fuat, and Boe B. The lyrics also touch upon themes of authenticity and staying true to oneself. Hidra and Radansa contrast themselves with mainstream rappers, claiming that they are different and superior. They reject materialism, symbolized by their preference for a local brand of beer over expensive wine. Overall, "Kalem Bekçileri" is a rap battle anthem highlighting the competitiveness and braggadocio of Hidra and Radansa as they assert their dominance in the Turkish rap scene.
