This is good
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A track that is not an omen, these folk songs have become shabby for you
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Pages are in riots, logical sentences could not come together
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And missionaries these reckless demands
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Your work is love in November
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Right now from proloter to ear vibrations, emission, promises
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It's all from you and poisoned zamzam for this grandson of this ancestor who vomits haram into the microphone.
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Troubled youth tired of giving dervishes, even death costs money.
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It is forbidden to be buried in this land bought with money.
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Your wound will bleed deeply, the unfinished plunder will be melted in the stone of patience.
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Time was a shooting star, atmosphere was me
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The system was affected, postponed from us by the fog
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Incoming ideas are baseless, theory disproves
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If black flowers abound, fear is the day of death
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Panorama harem, new window of my philosophy, give me pliers
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The punk whose teeth will be ripped out. |
This will be for you, my last time
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Tell me, do you think the new generation is very happy?
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Don't talk too much, you're disgraced, I think they're all unhappy
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Black money claw at every glance that became the key
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Akçe will not benefit this heart, which is stuck with a dagger
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Let him look at me, see me, hear me, friends
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If you stray from the right path, death hits easily
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Whether it's the captain on the ship, the shit on the land
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Mists never end, human beings always want space.
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The seed sown by sin
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Society startled by nightmares
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What did you do for this youth, huh? |
Brag with history!
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We fight every, every death, after defeat
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What is the lesson learned? |
Trouble won't go away from me
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Did the fish stink from the beginning, or did the fish's head snap off?
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Look at the cooked fish and see what happened to the fish.
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Do you think acidic stomach is the end of a life?
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This person carries shit inside, tell me, for whom is this arrogance?!
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Why do you wish for whom, why do you wish?
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It waits from me, but your fake smile, your facial expressions
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This is Istanbul, the palace in the oasis, all the lyrics will work
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All of these babies will succeed
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Panorama harem, new window of my philosophy, give me pliers
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The punk whose teeth will be ripped out. |
This will be for you, my last time
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Tell me, do you think the new generation is very happy?
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Don't talk too much, you're disgraced, I think they're all unhappy
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Black money claw at every glance that became the key
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Akçe will not benefit this heart, which is stuck with a dagger
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Let him look at me, see me, hear me, friends
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If you stray from the right path, death hits easily
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Whether it's the captain on the ship, the shit on the land
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Mists never end, human beings always want space.
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-Rap Genius Turkey |