My melody like Halloween,
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Look at the bottom raps are a bargain,
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I am a fighter, I am a sniper,
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Slip aside, you slippery
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My blood boils, Punishment shares,
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All around us are full faults,
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Rhymelar sold in pet shop,
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You guys are always in shock
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Istanbul line from this lower floor
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If I explode, you'll understand
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If I fold it you jump down
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Or you tremble, there is bass
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If I lock you, the bulb won't light either.
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If you sell some, not a single gold
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Come on, drink the rap with a straw
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poking a person who talks too much
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He still hasn't figured out the science of rap, dude
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Mana rain showers for those who are still looking for my council
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Come find me come find me you pretty girl I'm Hannibal
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Fanfinifon, honey in your mouth, plenty of material, stay in the past
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It's always futile, smoke a hookah
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Dress up bleeding wounds
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Come over to my side
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You look like quality but your art is no money to me
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Pass me like Maradona
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Take one on my arm
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Whatever you call it, scanned or machined
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Even if you are afraid, you are crazy and Ali is not afraid
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The goal comes at ninety, you don't step
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The sound is cut off, there is no sound
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Me and my rap come and play the real game
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A bird or two rapping won't spoil the situation
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Look who broke the bird's wing, that key is always
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Pretty useless if your job is one-button heads
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Every bird wanders as my eagle
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I'll take your breath away and give it to your hand
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I come to the man's house and go in his ears
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My aim is to be a messenger and engrave my name on your head
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But you're not the man I'm the rap titan
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Read this book too
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Let's look at the road, let alone this man who can't even take care of his horse
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And it will be dry, the weather will be hot, but it will not melt
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A single word of it is a blow to the air.
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This brings back the watery taker dry
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I take my pencil and draw in my hand
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Shake everywhere and then pollute
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The best thing I will do is always rap.
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Take a lesson, come on get up, run
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Look, always fly to me
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Come on, blow without fear, you are a crazy wind
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Flow like rivers
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Take a lesson, there's no turning back
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I walk the road to death and it goes downhill, ask the road
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This is spoken in the subject syllable and word
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Why should we talk to a few people who know rap?
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Let's see what they will tell us
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They will never learn the fate of the person who comes in front of me by trusting their rap.
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They will both smell the bad breath of the man whose name is unknown, who blocked my way.
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His head was broken because he couldn't do his homework, he is smug like his name, elegant but weak himself
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those who are waiting for help from those who listen to those rappers who contradict with
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Let go of this mindset, also «flow", «battle", «double ryhme", «puncline»
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learn i
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Start Freestyle with another page
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The rule is strict, but don't stop, don't run
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All your words are nonsense.
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The taste of your rap is gone, clear the way a little
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Come on, try me, I'll go to the boat with a cable car or two
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I swing on the man's mouth and lock my target
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i shoot
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I sit down and shoot the person in front of me with my words and go through the summary.
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I travel like a Celebi, a lot of my students and know this
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I'll put it right in front of you
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Write my name on that blackboard again
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And give back their money, let's everyone who paid for your dirty albums
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I've listed you all burn the leaves you're stuck on a black page
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You are just talking, but in vain leave these matters to me
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you go home
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Build your home and go about your business
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After all, this rap fad is for many of you.
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Take a lesson, come on get up, run
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Look, always fly to me
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Come on, blow without fear, you are a crazy wind,
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Flow like rivers,
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Take a lesson, there's no turning back
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I walk the road to death and it goes downhill, ask the road
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This is spoken in the subject syllable and word
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●For those who can't get inspiration…●
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