fuck tomorrow give me my yesterday
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i walk, bastard and make my day
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I kick the chair through my neck and tie the knot
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Maybe I'll open this eye then on a different sofa
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My knees are bruised from falling because my past is a big black mark
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What is difficult is right, what is not good is good
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The embers scorched, my ashes scattered
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I don't care what would be on the plate
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The problem would disappear and the person who deserved it would eventually get it.
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You relax (be, be)
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be fighting with us
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Istanbul Trip this
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I walked into the dark night I always straight
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From seven to seventy Istanbul Trip blockade bosphorus
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Headache Trip
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Back streets are not like a series, there are wounds in every corner
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I was low and cut the dogs and threw them away
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I increased the hits
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Hooded men chasing corrupt types
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Those who run with us are tired
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Karaköy Trap, we are the ghetto here, man
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Why don't you ask me when I'm pretty much perished at the police station in the morning?
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As long as my head goes out in the night it's not funny as someone bury it
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Why don't you ask me when I'm pretty much perished at the police station in the morning?
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As long as my head goes out in the night it's not funny as someone bury it
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Hit the incoming, close the outgoing, open your eyes, look around
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A team that is suspicious to some, I am not a door to some
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Light the fire, all of you, run away, don't fall, it's not over, the altitude is on your head, raki on the table
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See also this blood flowing through the vein (see also this blood flowing through the vein)
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(see also this blood flowing through the vein)
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Why don't you ask me when I'm pretty much perished at the police station in the morning?
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As long as my head goes out in the night it's not funny as someone bury it
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Why don't you ask me when I'm pretty much perished at the police station in the morning?
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As long as my head goes out in the night it's not funny as someone bury it |