This is your fatherly Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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Steel wrist Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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I punched the windows
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My arms were scratched and torn open like a tiger
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The street became my way
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Ellem streets, I also ran away from love
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Respect is not found in dark people
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They said, "Don't look in Or, don't look", I looked
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They said "This ice does not melt"
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I melted it and lit fire on it
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Most of them were captive to money
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Or the manager became a slave and melted away
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He forgot his promise
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He got caught and suddenly changed the lane
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I've always been the same
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A man of his word who always keeps his word
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Now you have learned that;
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When Killa promised, he would never take a step back!
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Foggy smoky cloudy environments
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The end of the one-eyed pirates
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arrow out of bow
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She didn't enjoy it, it's a topic to talk about my beautiful
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We have seen many people who say "I am your brother"
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I'm at the top, my beauty is in shock
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Anyone who falls in this world would not be friendly either, it's very clear
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The ghetto can harass the man
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You run away without looking back, and get fed up
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If you don't keep your eyes open, dirt will stick to you.
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Don't go, wash as much as you want
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Then down the bare neighborhood
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You'll get caught with a gun in your hand
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It's best keep the money, wash it, wash the stash, wash it
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This is your fatherly Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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Steel wrist Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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Get ironed, get tired, the color of money is purple
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fast life hard road of no return in life
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The effect of the black album keeps turning around, look at you too
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Who are the real gangstas, go run and ask your father
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Click on 3D HD street raps
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Cold frosty nights have become ice, a cardigan on my back
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Dock, go and search Massaka Killa
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Organized works print style and wash the money
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I don't know flexi mexi, I get lead deliberately
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The chains holding my dog are broken, run away quickly
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The incident personally scattered the bullet with the uzi pump
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You went here and there, you gave your ass, look, your mask fell off
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Who did you think would come out, you ran, you fucked up the whole place
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I kept quiet, waited, then I shocked the industry
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Turkish Rap I hit the head, I destroyed the last items
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The name of the album is Black is black blood, my concept
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This is your fatherly Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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Steel wrist Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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You become white and cut off at the target
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If you walk ignorantly against the wind, captain
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you get depressed
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You can't save it one more year, you're off the line
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Need to stand steady, finally only bright
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Duran is gold again, my dear
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The job I get, and this finally shines so brightly;
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You always want this
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You have to run, the one who stays idle quickly loses the rope
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Tare dropped immediately
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One side was half clear.
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Every side of the ignorant is black
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You should walk with your eyes open and honest.
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Willing and heartfelt war
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Walk sometimes fiercely and sometimes very calmly
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Overcome obstacles slowly
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Welcome to our world, look left and right, always deep works
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Cage fight heavy trade dirty the place left clean
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Flash lights illuminate but the dark hides the place
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Head broken blood deep scars on warm cut arm
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Let the Russian roulette rounds turn, it's not left to the game, your guard
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Therapy with psychopaths around me is ineffective
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Kreuzberg rap we're the only one who brings all the main hardcore
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Crimes broke out on the way, it got dark and fog
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This is your fatherly Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban
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Steel wrist Killa Hakan
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And in Hardcore Massaka
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Did the fog fall at night
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Go free to ban |