| 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 |