| Everything passes like every day, finally your enemies will be ashamed
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| Darkness ends one by one and your laughter rises with smoke
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| Blood drips into your heart, snow drips onto your wrist. Clouds are drawn from above.
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| Don't be afraid! |
| Remember again, don't forget! |
| Hold on tight don't kick him out!
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| How many times has your course changed so that you don't come back and surrender to the waters you don't know
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| You passed the hard, don't give up easily! |
| Think of your anger, don't surrender!
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| You know, your heart is buried behind the mountains, They laugh with appetite when you return, you
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| People are buried eventually, there is of course the other side of this world.
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| What's the money? |
| On what side, friend? |
| What side is Music? |
| On what side is life?
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| You'd think you hit the ground, but your feet would slip!
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| And hear the notes, pick up the pen and write, you know that this will still get you nowhere
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| Persist in spite of everything.
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| Endure Despite Everything & The Truth Hidden Inside
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| Endure Despite Everything & Seeing Yourself Differently
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| Despite everything, endure & life, this problem does not end
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| Dayan & Hayat, this problem does not end
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| Dayan & Hayat, this problem does not end
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| My way hurts you and the well & Go back home hug your wife and sleep
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| This also rhyme to me but to you magic and magic & Enter under my sun melt in one day
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| You will see blood for the first time, when you get up with a knife, it's deep! |
| kilos of ammo under my tongue
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| Rap is in my bosom, it catches fire like black powder instantly...
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| Pick up your face, get up from my table, your eyes are screaming at me with fear, don't look!
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| I don't give it in life, show it and believe it
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| Anyway, don't listen to me! |
| I'm what I am, I can't be your game
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| Anyway, whatever. |
| I can't ask you? |
| Even if death is worth my life because of your face!
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| It is what it is…
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| What?
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| All of you are the same, hold my rope & one is a bastard, one is a coward, and one is a Dervish!
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| Hayki stops—but he's leaving, but isn't there someone who has tasted the truth?
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| Rap me blood you lip paint & money bullets in the hands of egoistic bastards
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| Don't sigh hard & hold this Ma-ma-ma motherfucker tu-tu-tu I gave it to you!
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| Capsule, battery, cartridge, sleeve & clap without shedding a drop of blood
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| Don't make your lip droop by squeezing the bullshit with your numb tongue
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| If the ocean is Rap, if I am the diver Hayki & Pasha, tell me who is a sultan?
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| There are a thousand kinds of wrongs, don't try to touch me now! |