International Nightmare

Lyrics

["International Nightmare" ft. Nature, Chris Rivers, Kamufle & Ayben i�in _ark1 s�zleri] [Intro] Yeah, nigga Yeah, nigga (Wassup?), my nigga We ain't playin' no games, nigga (Rra) What's on Queens (Cranks) Yeah, yeah, ayy-yeah, ayo [Verse 1: Nature] R.I.P. Nipsey (Uh), R.I.P. Bushwick This that fast break, Laker no look shit (No look) This that make 'em walk the plank, get pushed shit Ice grill stares like wish a nigga would shit Queens representer, G's in the Sprinter (G's) Never gave a fuck when I squeeze where I sent 'em Nigga hit you in your head and leave holes in your denim Life is like a movie that ends with no credits (What?) Fuckin' all these hoes, no kids and no weddings (No) Big dawg mean and I give the most headaches (Uh) Hustlin', usually where the most bread is (Bread) Positive vibes, I be with vibe spreaders On my way to Germany (Uh), first-class mobbin' (Uh) Phone not workin' now, different kind of charger (Yeah, yeah) Different kind of weed now (Oh-oh), different kind of problems Just a little Black boy on his way to stardom [Verse 2: Hidra] Round bir, deneme tahtam artis' Hecele ba_tan, harf bir; bu H-I-D-R-A bitch, dark deil Benim has stil, geri bas git; d1_1 parlak, i�i dandik �ok adam var, gidip hallet; lirikal shit, biziz ati German Dream Empire parti, Turkish stil LeBron'1m sanki G�rd�m hep fedai Fatih'i, �ld��m g�n Cebrail d�hil elensin Her daim lay1k kald1m, ruhuma ait sahnem daim Kalbim _air, hay1r, biliyorum ne bilmediini (Ah, ah) Ve harp _imdi ba_lamakta, inceliimi g�rmedin i�ince, d'i' mi? Her laf1 gene lin� ediyim mi siz gibi? 0nan ki sen de bilmiyo'n ne istediini Ama bilirsin istediimde istediimi ki'tlediimi Bitirdim, rahat i�in; bi' round ni�in mi "Rhyme" lirik silah1m? 0stiyorsa listelerde d�nmesin bi' daha Bu sisli yolda kirli c�mlelerle intikam Dinliyorlar iyi bi' yolda dilediim kadar, ah [Chorus: Ayben] (Hip-hop) Delirin, bu rap gerilim verir (Hip-hop) Serin hep yerim, gerilir derin (Hip-hop) Bilirimdeki yeri serip geri geliriz Gerilimi verir, geri �ekiliniz (Hip-hop) Delirin, bu rap gerilim verir (Hip-hop) Serin hep yerim, gerilir derin (Hip-hop) Bilirimdeki yeri serip geri geliriz Gerilimi verir, geri �ekiliniz [Verse 3: Chris Rivers] Can't you see that he's been birthed with a gift? Just with a verse, pictured his worth versus his purse Personal search, journey through dirt, where the merciless live Where you know the good die younger than the merciless did You merged with a bitch, uh, for doubtin' a young bachelor The one challenger, lungs hack as the gun damages Run class in their tongues, tryin' to bite my style Bein' the G.O.A.T. is more than an acronym, it's a lifestyle I just got this beast that I could barely control Trapped in an area, so deep in my area code Words been impairin' my soul, I been preparin' my goals Repairin' my lows, they stare when I [?], they scared of [?] I smell the fear in they clothes, you dank, nigga, you fake If people don't wanna be great with you, then great Got no time for excuses 'cause great niggas is great And if you still wanna hate, then lame nigga, it's fate [Verse 4: Kamufle] E, yo, bu Flash flow, back yok, tek soluk rap _ov Her bi' sokak k�_esine verdiim emek bol Retro bu getto, hi� d�_m�yo' tempo Sen Pinokyo'sun aga, bense Geppetto "Uno momento", bu sana manifesto (Ah) Track'lerin g�zel ama sahnende ses bok Kamufle bi' mentor, koladaki Mentos Dejenere bebeler oluyo' K1r1m Kongo 0stanbul, K�ln, New York, Berlin (Yeah) Bug�nlere gelmek i�in emek verdim Bi' derdim hip-hop, bana yenisi gelsin ^u ac1lara g��s gerip sebeplendim (Rah) Benim derdim sensin efendim Yalan hayatlar1n1za iyice bilendim Otuz k�s�r y1l1 bunun i�in yere serdim Um'rumda deil keke Gucci'n, Fendi [Chorus: Ayben] (Hip-hop) Delirin, bu rap gerilim verir (Hip-hop) Serin hep yerim, gerilir derin (Hip-hop) Bilirimdeki yeri serip geri geliriz Gerilimi verir, geri �ekiliniz (Hip-hop) Delirin, bu rap gerilim verir (Hip-hop) Serin hep yerim, gerilir derin (Hip-hop) Bilirimdeki yeri serip geri geliriz Gerilimi verir, geri �ekiliniz [Verse 5: Vado] Brown paper bags for them paper tags (Yes) Paper plates raise a blaze when you make it last (Tell 'em) Two for fifteen, watch the fiends take it fast (I know) Burnin' that pipe like they try and break the glass Forever Nip, the L's lit (L's lit) Suckers want you dead before your sales hit (Sales hit) Thinkin' sell out shows, I'm thinkin' sell bricks (Sell bricks) If you was playin' with Burg, you couldn't sell tix (Hah) Heavy is the head that's gon' wear the crown (Crown) But heavy is the weight that don't break you down (At all) Break in your house, weigh the pound like don't make a sound (Shut up) In the walls, safe found once that painting down (Woo) It's hard to chill once you start to deal In the field, art of war be the artist still (Tell 'em) Partner still squeeze it off 'til your target killed Gun powder, clean it off with an orange pill [Verse 6: Eko Fresh] F�r die Gegner gibt es Folter, Dominierung Trink' den Wodka Gorbi hierum bis zur Oscar-Nominierung Sitz' am protzigen Kamin rum mit 'ner kostbaren Verzierung Noch 'nen doppelten mit Citrus, sag, wann kommt denn die Bedienung? Im Element, ich bin auf dem n�chsten Level, denn Dir Pezevenk bleibt nur heulen geh'n auf Telegram Herr President, what about your travel ban? Turkish people comin' through the border like a caravan Baller dir jetzt diesen Remix Alle woll'n Eko the realest, Alder, du kennst mich, surprises Immer noch textlich ein Genius, ich gebe dir G�nsehaut-Feelings Back wie Osiris, Bruder, denn dieses Brett ist ein mieses Kling' seit Neustem zu den Leuten freundlich Boys, das wird ab heute scheu�lich H�tte da 'ne Frage: Ist das H�uschen hier in Deutz verk�uflich? Mein Zeug ist teuflisch, mache h�ufig unter Zeugen deutlich Hatte keinen wacken Verse seit 1999 [Outro: Eko Fresh] Ich bin der Mac, Baby Bring' die 90s zur�ck, start a Black Label Endlich echter Rap in dieser Drecksszene Rest in Peace Black Rob, Digga, that's crazy