The point I put is maybe the last
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I don't know that same bomb
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It sounds like maybe the same tone to you
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There may be a hole in the bottom, but the same fund
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He does not know himself, lives in monotonous and monotonous
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always bottom same frost
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I'll tell you my troubles alone
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Ey, a mini microphone
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Now take a look at me
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He can interrupt the treatment, hasi
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And also like Muhammad Ali comes rebellious
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Look at me, see me and die, guardian
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My voice is always heard from above, baritone
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Ozone can be my place at any moment
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Whoever comes near me will die
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Ey, a mini microphone
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O-oh
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I do this, you do this, I do that, you do that
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Laugh me, the day will be you, everywhere will be a phenomenon
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Menemen consistency slime I can't come
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If I can't see my friend, I can't see the enemy's skin.
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If I can't knock
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If I can't blow like the wind, if I can't give
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My heart, if I can't come back
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You didn't know me, you couldn't see my heart
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You couldn't know yourself, you couldn't come to my slope
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You failed to reach your goal, you scribbled everywhere
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You also wounded the peace, you took it without pity
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You're dreaming, honey bee, sky black
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Istanbul pen came out of the war school, the father Rap here is millet to his head
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Bring your ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone, look at me
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Don't be lame huh; |
You listen to me!
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I wrote my words in miles and millimeters, huh?
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Do you need help? |
Faulty rhymes
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It's a fork with Fatalrhyme!
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It will lie on the ground, it will dip with honey, it will bleed.
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It will flow, it will blow like the wind, it will come back
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Punishment is an ethnic synthesis, trouble is a technical malfunction
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It is three phases, its wing is broken
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Tactics is the formation of doubt
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What I do is the abyss in rap
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Look at me, come on, be perfect
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Be pregnant from head to toe
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I've been keeping an eye on rap, so be you
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And be the person who saw the holocaust
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Fly like a bee, land like an eagle
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And you be the slave or I'm the boss
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My rhymes can hurt huh, sorry
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Ey, a mini microphone
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Now take a look at me
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He can interrupt the treatment, hasi
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And also like Muhammad Ali comes rebellious
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Look at me, see me, and die too, guardian
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My voice is always heard from above, baritone
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Ozone can be my place at any moment
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Whoever comes near me will die
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Ey, a mini microphone
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Look at me
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Yo, open your heart, final strike
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Yo, treat pure cataract
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Yo, the village that appears, this is beating
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Coming with words
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Whoever thinks he's Nostradamus needs honour.
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Need a nightmare like punishment
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A cichlid banana is shoved in your asshole like a bell jar
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take a look at me
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Stream, worry about the underground, burn it, set fire to everything
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See the Holocaust, show it
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Here is our Hip-Hop show
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Yo, God punished Rap
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Now look at me come on, now look at me come on!
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Now look at me come on, now look at me come on!
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Now look at me come on, now look at me come on!
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Now take a look at me, flow, worry about the underground, come on!
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Look at me, flow, worry about the underground, come on!
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma microphone show
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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-mi-ma-ma-ma-ma-mi-mi-mi-mi
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Microphone show, microphone show (ha!) |