O yo, yo yo!
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DJ Mic-Check
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Kucukmira International
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Punishment
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falconry
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Fuat
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No!
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Together again, the Istanbul-Berlin line, yeah!
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Ey yo, yo yo, what's up, yo, come, push!
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I don't have a house, I don't have a car, I'm full
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Seal hunting with baseball bat
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Towel thrower break away from the world
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SOS. |
ball wheel would be more accurate
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Young Turk breathes with gays
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Download this miserable end
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Is kimono his only connection to the Far East?
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It's true that you went on tour with transvestites
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The philosopher is cut off the seed of the alcoholic
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I created rap not god
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Every punchline made inflammation
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Barricade is a pickpocket, not a rapper
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Blind hypocrisy, opens eyebrows
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Akar king wears a crown
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Hurry up, squint
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It's gone, it's gone bitter, it's burned sweet
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Where is your mind hidden in your butt
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You're crippled by hunger in the air
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whip in my cute hand
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Holds Kezban, don't bend down
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Dog breed Fuat also Almancı
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Delete the only blood in Turkish rap
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Two of the three languages I know are foreign
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds
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Al-Qaeda in Ataköy I think
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Make your husband look cream with binoculars
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Sperm to your red hair
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We are deceived
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We are always waiting for you, cemre has fallen
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Gather your legs, it's dead motivation
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Provided by every Hamza
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At every glance
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I've had a share in every jazz you do
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I forgot my microphone
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insensitive buffalo
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In my shop without premium
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I was stuck in this reed
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Boil beautiful, your skin smells of dung
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For those who eat your image of fortune telling
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Your blood is cut off from a distance to the full soldier.
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The world has become your great fame now
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But don't let it fall on your neck
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I've been honest, you waited for my way
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You waited you waited you waited
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You waited you waited you waited
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds
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The editing of the movie I created
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Science has found pest intent
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And kicking babies
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I cracked women's conflicting and pilgrims
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This keygen has your cruel target
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I know that the one who lost his century will mourn his death.
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He knew every part of it
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Desires that update every new day
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Like cigarettes thrown in urinals
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Those behind who live for the future
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No, they're scared now
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The ground is full
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I buried my tomorrow, my today
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I strained myself, maybe I died every day
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Will exceptions knock me down?
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I hit the lock on the mouth of Bab-i Ali licks
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You're like an imbecile appleworm, all of us
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A panacea Lokman physician formula
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Like notebook immortal these raps
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Magical lyrics like Lefter Küçükandonyadis goals
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Who thought these raps were harakiri
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Who saw himself as an honor guard
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underfoot rapper
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Where are you, faggot?
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Don't get too excited to break me
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On one leg from the Kızılırmak
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It's as hard as skipping
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It's up to me to break the MCs' jaws
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In the whirlpool of my metaphors
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You will get lost, dogs, no condom this time
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You're going to call me daddy, I vomit
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you will eat every word
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You can't give S.O.S bastard
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Mood unstable fag shut up
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Your heart will stop one day, you will die, what are you after?
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds
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How dare you, if you have money in your pocket, pay my rent
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Or stop the squeaky sound
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You only pierce the scabbed wounds |