If I jump from the world, write your world
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You breathe Atlas, I never get tired
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Tales from My World to Atlas, the finest details
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If I hide it, if I hide it to the deepest
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Take the conscience in me, the person in me close
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I have a soul and it is pitch black
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Ride on my gun, my rebellion
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I always hate myself
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My miserable house, my desolate dungeon
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My house eats a poison, their voices are a murder report
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Fund in Sirenler Buca
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There is a lot of trouble on this side, but there is no problem
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Compress weed run delay
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Colt on the waist of the police
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run with me; |
think twice, empathize, be in my place
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We would be born invincible then eventually with you
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Be my busiest street, put it in your rooms, caress it and that
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I fall in love, just put my bucket in my cage
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Can't escape from the cage under control
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Clinging to the past, the reason for smoking a branch on the cliff, concubine
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Get up to the bottom of the ground, my grave is deep
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I'm running inside
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Cover me immediately, dig and bury me again
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If I see you, I'll spit on your face, your destiny, my shroud is rhyme
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I'll write and write words and finally think about the end
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I also have a good memory, don't be sorry I'm convinced
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I live out of your patterns
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I carry it from my pot, I put the bar on the roof, my relatives
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The minds of those who despair of tomorrow work for today.
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I cut it, I take it for granted, my pain will be relieved
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White hair suits my age
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My soul's name is also in my eyebrow
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Vaccinate ask him rap
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Gets used to the step
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Gets muddy in the race
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It's overcrowded here
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Don't come, it would be disgraceful, it hurts, step by step
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It scrapes the mind, gets envied
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Don't hold the microphone, don't let it touch your hand
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Don't let the big world stay in your hand with a balloon
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Go be what you love
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Daddy the building block of life to live
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Live and know the Shah
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What if I jump from the world, jump next to you
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Instead of writing-or writing your world
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You breathe, Atlas, I never get tired
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Even if I take the worlds on my shoulders, I will not be defeated by time
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Tales from My World to Atlas, the finest details
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If I hide it, if I hide it to the deepest
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What if I jump from the world, jump next to you
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Instead of writing your world (ey) writing-ya
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You breathe, Atlas, I never get tired
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Even if I take the worlds on my shoulders, I will not be defeated by time
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Tales from My World to Atlas, the finest details
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If I hide it, if I hide it to the deepest |