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Produced by: M.O.B Entertainment, Associated Label Of GOVINET
Published by: Turkish Music Publishing (TMP)
In memory of Vio... #vioçekmecedenyıldızlara
Lyrics for "Hoş Geldin Mahalleme":
[Pre-Chorus: Tepki]
Everyone asks us how we turned the corners
So ask us, ask, how many times we died
Everyone asks us how we turned the corners
So ask us, ask, how many times we died
[Chorus: Tepki]
Welcome to my neighborhood
This is our dump
Many wonder how we turned the corner
Welcome to my neighborhood
This is our dump
Many wonder how we turned the corner
[Verse 1: Vio]
My head is a mess, can't focus so easily (yeah)
An illegal laboratory
You're a little mouse, a slave of the system (yeah)
The situation has been ruined
My voice echoes, echoes in the neighborhood (yeah)
My broad heart feels cramped
White kids acting like they just arrived from San Diego (yeah)
It's all about ego
Golden Age (yeah), fuckin' game change (yeah)
Keep talking (yeah), it's not a problem (yeah)
No answer (ah, yeah), negative (yeah)
No fear (ah, yeah), they're chasing you
You, little lion, Madagascar is your place
Nourish yourself under the palm tree
What the Creator wants; more from less
I never settled. What's wrong if I'm naughty?
I'm in the industry; the antidote is active
Your whore rubbed, and suddenly Aladdin appeared (ah)
They do rafting in dangerous waters (ah)
I said it fifty times: "What's the artist looking at (hah)?!"
Quickly take out what's in your pocket
Dracula V, even if you shoot, it won't make him die
Millennium rapper brought back the Renaissance
(Brought back the Renaissance)
[Chorus: Tepki]
Welcome to my neighborhood
This is our dump
Many wonder how we turned the corner
Welcome to my neighborhood
This is our dump
Many wonder how we turned the corner
[Verse 2: Uzi212]
Turn the camera towards us
The problem is not you, but what's in your pocket
Uzi follows you, along with the crooked serial killers on the side of the road
You don't have a share, there isn't
Take your bone and move on
I would've run with the ones in the neighborhood
The curse of the neighborhood was raining on me
We're invited to hell, All Eyez On Me!
We've been patient
We got the news before it came
It's not that hard, we'll handle it right away
Drawers, Güngören, it doesn't matter
We'll be comfortable wherever we are
Wherever we are, we're lying
Only risk is what my friends have taken
[Verse 3: Lil Murda]
Your faces are concrete, my mind is full of thoughts
I'm blinded by the retro on my shelf
Murda 212's Bad Boy
We don't have cash, but we need friends
Your Rolls Royce outside can be stolen tonight
Is there really that much I have?
I've got what I've taken from you in the warehouse
I'm hiding the damages
I want to remember all of this
My steps are so firm
I'm counting the steps I've taken one by one
I'm touring the streets, no hill can stop us
There's not a drop of blood on me anymore
My hands are very clean this time (pr)
[Pre-Chorus: Tepki]
Everyone asks us how we turned the corners
So ask us, ask, how many times we died
Everyone asks us how we turned the corners
So ask us, ask, how many times we died
[Chorus: Tepki, Motive]
Welcome to my neighborhood
This is our dump
Many wonder how we turned the corner
Welcome to my neighborhood (Welcome)
This is our dump (Ours, our dump)
Many wonder how we turned the corner
[Verse 4: Motive]
I'm by the side of the road with my friends every day
There's a reason
Yes, I breathe for that
We're on the lips of the bitches, I know we're talked about every day
Do we really care?
If we speak, the market will go crazy (Go crazy)
I don't have the right throne for my ass yet
So it's okay, be a king as you wish
If it was in my area of interest, the crown on your head would be sparkling now
Resembling my venomous Aventador
It burns my pupils, that Fuego
We are the stars of the city at night
I challenge all the stars to a new duel
No problem for us
Çekmece, San Diego with us
Four by the sea, four by the black concrete
Either accept the conditions of the ghetto
Or quietly disappear from our street
The whole team is original, you disappear
That's why this curse of coordinates is in our DNA
It's hard to play a card I want to play but
If you can't hit the target, become the target
You're in the middle of a gamble
Welcome to my ghetto!
We are the Trap Lord in this neighborhood
Unfortunately, what makes me me is all my neg-ro factors outside my skin