Someone out of my leftovers
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The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets
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Someone out of my leftovers
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The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets
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Sharp ax us talisman
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What you fear is my greed
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You had the last thing and that was your maiden
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So nasty my part (bro, haha)
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Yeah I got mad you fucked up I turned the volume down (ah)
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But it's okay, I was already hungry
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Quickly hide, the gun goes off
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My plain niece folds you
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Take inspiration from the street
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burn CD transfer money
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It has two characters, the mask hides the face
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You say you're a psychopath, but these words are just empty
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Emmioglu, don't hunt in my eloglu forest
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don't look for me there
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Massaka is right behind you now
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Do not be deceived by those who come and go
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Hell here Germany under the sun
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Not Alanya, this is cool bandana
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Someone out of my leftovers
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The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets
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Someone out of my leftovers
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The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets
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Frame your death certificate
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Let's give you a hand
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Ghusl, don't utter
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Is it man? |
you lizard
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You are a blunt knife, I am a saw
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I left the dog stuttering
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It throws you to the ground
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You opened street gave breast
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I know I'm so worried
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You were walking but the ship sank
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Your men have gone and sold you
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Listen to me, restore your mind
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The sun burned angry skin
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Sweet color of life gone
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My crown went short for you
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It was heavy, came back bloody
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Has your career died?
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My smile is expensive for me
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Isn't your reputation up to me?
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The weather broke down, it rained bullets
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Ha, it rained bullets
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Dude, the bullets rained down on you
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Someone out of my leftovers
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The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets
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Someone out of my leftovers
|
The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
|
Remember no more, cut that tongue
|
You don't understand the language of the streets
|
Someone out of my leftovers
|
The bottom of the sweat hell I came from
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Remember no more, cut that tongue
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You don't understand the language of the streets |