Hey, greetings from Berlin to Turkey!
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I came from brothers, my name is Hayat, I found it pleasant
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'Relax, why are you so excited?
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Escrow ready pu-pu-pu let's run
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Approaching my Mersin, Diyarbakır, Adana neighborhood from Antep
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I'll squeeze your head, I can't come to your weather
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I can't draw, the book is empty, we have nothing to lose, no sin
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We are tribal children, how many people are behind us?
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Come out of my smoke, like a stone in our goods
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Take your feet, death is narrow, the solution is difficult, justice is the only condition, there is death, there is no way back
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Berlin, my reverse, you eat in Kreuzberg
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My hometown Antp, Mersin where I live
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All night, a thousand times, at the last sound, at the loudest sound, to eat the servant, full gang, to Nusr-Et in abroad
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They entered my neighborhood
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They handcuffed us all
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Worse than the hate in our eyes
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There is death, there is no return
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This job ends in the street
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They entered my neighborhood
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They handcuffed us all
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Worse than the hate in our eyes
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There is death, there is no return
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This job ends in the street
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Hey, greetings from Berlin to Turkey!
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Brothers, I came, my name is Life, I found it pleasant
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Let's get excited, lots of bullets to the enemies
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Whoever comes, no problem for us
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Trabzon from Samsun, Afyon from Bafra
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Don't hit my veins, it's action from Herbie
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We don't have the law, we pull our luck
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Fists are hard but our hearts are also clean
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The apocalypse is on the street, I don't look like anyone, I can't act
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I'll get it off your neck, we grew up on the street, you can eat it, pliers
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Everyone comes to the subject, without notice
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Berlin, my reverse, you eat in Kreuzberg
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My hometown Antep, Mersin where I live
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All night, a thousand times, at the last sound, at the loudest sound, without worship, full gang, abroad
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to Nusr-Et
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They entered my neighborhood
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They handcuffed us all
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Worse than the hate in our eyes
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There is death, there is no return
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This job ends in the street
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They entered my neighborhood
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They handcuffed us all
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Worse than the hate in our eyes
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There is death, there is no return
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This job ends in the street |