Life is tight for me until the bleeding wounds heal
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How many years have passed since my injured knee
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My outside is full of light, my inside is black
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You gave trouble, what is the cure?
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I can't focus like a ball
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Life is the same cycle, it's like a refrain
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All the jokes like it's real
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You can't run away forever, of course it catches
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One day in Bagcilar, one day in Adalar
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All the rooms were cold without you
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Even if your thorn will sink, I'm okay
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Scratches and bruises are all around me
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Breathe well, full moon tonight
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Hold on, pull to the beach, look around you blood
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Life is tight for me until the bleeding wounds heal
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How many years have passed since my injured knee
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My outside is full of light, my inside is black
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You gave trouble, what is the cure?
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Life is tight for me until the wounds heal
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How many years have passed since my injured knee
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My outside is full of light, my inside is black
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You gave trouble, what is the cure?
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Look, there is no end to the one who asks, there is no end to the one who puts stones
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No way to light up
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It's okay if the way the heart walks is the right way
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It's raining, I'll mow at the port, but I'm not fooled by goodbyes
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Bitch your life is tiring, no results at the beginning of the game
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I'm afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of being taken, you don't be offended
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It rains, we're mortal in a port, but I'm not fooled by goodbyes
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You on the street with a pocket knife in your waist
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Ok, I am mimosa in lemon, raki
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When it comes to Kerata Hip Hop, don't be fooled, take a 'poz' and 'a' dollar
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Your rap is bipolar look at that slap in the face with so much intelligence la
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Stay on that shelf and stay in your head dear
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Come on, if I have your blood on my fortune telling
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I don't have time for everything
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One day Bodrum, one day Kas, stone road
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My eyes are slanted look the same Mark Dacascos
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Erasmus is after me, genius comes to you, classy boss
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Life is tight for me until the bleeding wounds heal
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How many years have passed since my injured knee
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My outside is full of light, my inside is black
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You gave trouble, what is the cure?
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Life is tight for me until the wounds heal
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How many years have passed since my injured knee
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My outside is full of light, my inside is black
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You gave trouble, what is the cure? |