Again we came face to face straight
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We used to roar before
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We gave faces to people like you
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Our style is not to offend, but to fall.
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No trace, no secret, we're lost
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We didn't know how to whine
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We gave strength to people like us
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What you loaded on
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We always broke the puzzle
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Even still, even we are prisoners
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Patience for the rest, sadness for what's mine
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We became chewing gum for the locals bro
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We became the motherfuckers banner again
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Discovery for quality dads
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We are neither a homosexual nor a dishonest poodle at your door.
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Hey gay, we starred in KK
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Our old team, our fellow countrymen
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We became a waste in Central Anatolia, father.
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We waited but our ship did not come
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It's not our GBT, it's about us
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price me according to my sin
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Road to whore, life to friends
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Live for your honor, this shape is our power, our job
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The two of us become one there ***
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We repent a hundred thousand times and drink wine again
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We squeeze Kırıkkale at the village wedding
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It's not like bragging but short if short
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This is how we break the rules
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Live and die, no shame, hesitation
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Successfully building walls between us
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The fumes of the search fire are ours
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We rest to your king's nephew
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If you're wanted in Bur, trouble is found immediately
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I'm worth it for homo's price
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In Bur, his uncle is respected, not his nephew.
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Business is passing, what is possible to catch up
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The scuffle, the scourge is falling again
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Broken but fresh
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Wear vests, assholes
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My shoes ediyo' fire
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My business will not get in the way
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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Difficult
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Leave my past, head towards my future
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All the dads you see are built on it
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If you really manage to ask for a share
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The money you get will fill your stomach then
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Ask the bag dealers around the corner
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Not near us but well located
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Forgiveness to the Mapustakis, friendly to us
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Hatuna gets hit in the face of her rust opponent
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Enter the country gates, poison tonight
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If you're wanted like a murderer
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I understand that you come from the bourgeois' guys
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If you can't look out the window
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No like us
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That's why I'm giving you what you want
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you are like money
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If you know well the pain of wasting
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If you find us, stop
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i solve problems
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Go my way man
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The smell of the street is carrion, it makes you give up
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Let's sink deeper into them as if we were not
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I worry as the grudge grows inside me
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I'll be heavier than all of you
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Simultaneous operation to our home
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The one who sells his accomplice on his head
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The scales in the neighborhood mix occasionally
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Boka sariyo' all works
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There's no need for a caliper, good luck
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The one who does business from behind skewers his ass
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Control wants clean
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I'm pissing on my ram's corpse
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My hand, my face is not visible
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life hits me
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This is how I get into the order of the world
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yeah, yeah
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My business will not get in the way
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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Difficult
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hello my friends we are here
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We're like things going on in jail
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Our loft house, crowded bride
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Old man, we give credit to the one who speaks to us
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we go to jail
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It's okay, let's hit and get hit
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Get the cops on your plane, not your car, catch up with him.
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Shh (pprrah!)
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Look, this is the last warning for you, if you don't, it would be a shame to your environment and the fanboys who hold you.
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Be reverse, diss if you want and come or let's face the market, be a lesson
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Every road to us is burgundy and white
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Write your curse on your girlfriend, not me
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Call me at the end of the party we'll be lying
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I'm not excited because we got used to it a little (ya)
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(Ya, ya) West side (ya, ya)
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(Ya, ya) No joke (ya, ya)
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I'll never trade you
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Let the mange come and scan our house right away (ya, ya)
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(Ya, ya) West side (ya, ya)
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(Ya, ya) No joke (ya, ya)
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I'll never trade you
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Let the mange come and scan our house right away (ya, ya)
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My business will not get in the way
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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Difficult
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I'm writing your will as a result (look)
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I'm sorry but my style will be your end (run)
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Still, in this country, someone will not hear and hold you (good)
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And when you're bored with what you're doing, your every step will find me (aight)
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Fight, hand anthrax
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Pulled hoodies at night
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Bosses wear Nike
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After all, without it there is no love
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Get up (get up), our issue is deep
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You tried it and you're on our scoreboard
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It's not manual work, my brain, back off
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I'm stuck in the mouth of your parents
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It's not new, believe me it's not new
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You tried for a moment, take your chance
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Our gun chin, the result is misery
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Get on the floor, don't call that rapper who died yet
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Even under a Bugatti
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There's a long way to catch me
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Biatch
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My business will not get in the way
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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In all difficult situations
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You don't have a penny in your pocket
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Difficult |