Good luck to me, my friends
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Punishment, he raps, he bangs so bad
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Take care of your boxing a foslar
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Be close to your friends
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You got it, where are you a Popstar?
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shoeshine salon shoeshine costar
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They will put a ribbon on those who speak less
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They will write a penalty on the blackboard
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Look, I'm not the elevator
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If you saw me fly, you're blind
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I've got dozens of fake posts after me
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Those friends who eventually leave you alone
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While I was going to take a look, I got into it like that
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That's how this environment is
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How does this work? |
Like this!
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The rope is broken
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Your tongues are nailed
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I'm stubborn, I'll go, on the contrary, my tongue is my lantern
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The road is long and thorny, it's too long, I'm exhausted
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I'm poor, sometimes I'm lonely
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I wandered around, look what I've become
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Whoever looked, so saw; |
that's me, we put a dot it's over
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They pulled those hooks on my flesh from all sides
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And they prevented it every day, they have a certain fear
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This domestic plate scares me, everybody thinks it's my equal
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Nobody knows, but Punishment is older than Hate
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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I'm in such a tight place that my world has shrunk
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A single mistake seemed too much, the place I come from is always noisy
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People suffered a lot, patience won
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How many of those who dance with me have a heart?
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One wrist in front of many coyotes Rap
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Many channels wrote biased, newspapers lie
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And I have very sincere friends
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Most importantly, I know that it's not me that rises, it's just falling walls and
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only
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We got too much attention, it wasn't a tactic
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Still, everyone was panic, every young person who witnessed this should write the history.
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If it doesn't work, it stops at the bottom floor
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You see, all the friends poured out one by one
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Neither your name nor your name will remain and you will be forgotten.
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You drool when you rise, eat bread, fall to the ground
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You have no drive, the water is warm, the sun has risen, the well cannot be dug
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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Harassment on all four sides, very obvious, obvious
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Scissors take girls cheek, boys diss
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Everyone tried to differentiate
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Even the ghettos have mohicans, boy
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Different sound in each head
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Different vision, walls rise in every street
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Oppositions from all walks wore foreign brands
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An empty notebook in their hands, the same things were written
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Always used the same colors, incomprehensible empty pictures
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Life is also certain on that floor you will descend
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We will fall together, maybe don't think there is salvation
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This is destiny, it is not clear, everyone runs away.
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After all, we are nothing, if this were not so, would those old voices be forgotten?
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If there is cloud, rain is expected, sunny days are very close
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And my wind is always blowing, a short note: There is no devil in the reed
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77 Üsküdar, so this plate is domestic
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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Look at the plate local, his back is very sweaty
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And he's in trouble woe, he doesn't look old
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What will happen? |
Vou, vou, woo!
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It's not me that's rising, look at the falling walls
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haha!
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Punishment
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2000 plus 6
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domestic plate
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My plate is local, my back is sweaty
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Istanbul Anatolian Side
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Uskudar-Kadikoy
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Digitolia Records
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Ha!
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I am always here
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My plate is local
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Domestic plate 2000 plus 6
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Ha!
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Rapstar!
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tide!
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Punishment!
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Hey! |