Hiphop Hybrid

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Illa Ills] Yo A couple lowlifes, sipping on Miller high life Scheming on how to get the dollar bill no matter how trife For the right price file a body down (down) Dig him in the ground (ground), hopefully he's never found Because they're trying to be a sicily counting on and Milly smoking the Philly in a New York minute, spending money It's so splendid when your souls not anything, they sold theirself to the devil, because it's easy to win it, pause What's the cause of this? There are no laws in this, the living is fraudulent, back stabbing like the OJs Been hustling since the old days, rolling up in the Oldsmo Backwoods they blow slow right into the atmosphere No fear, no pressure, getting money is the pleasure [Scratches] Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids Drop bars [?] [Verse 2: Kolera] Sago buyurdu beat'i, Chicago sundu Illa Ills'i Sokaktan ald1k feyzi, bombayla doldu mevzi Bu _ark1 hit baby, �zerine yeni bir giysi, hem de iyisi Kolera Rap'in fa�al1 baby face'i Bir ta_la yard1m �ok ba_, tela_la ka�1_ karda_ M�zikle ben kar1nda_, benimle gel vatanda_ S�z�mle bul a1rba_, s�z�mle sen dolup ta_ Ta_1p dolup da1n a_, ta_ar ya_1n i_in ya_ Uyan lan, bak, "Yuvarlak", dedi, "D�nya.", Macellan S�z�m kimine ate_ gelir, tutmaya �al1_1r ma_aylan Dalga ge�ilmez pa_aylan, bu i_ler olmaz alaylan Ac1 bizde ger�ek, senin �ektiin halay lan Yiyecek ekmek laz1m, ya_anm1yor havaylan Adalet mi bulaca1n1 sand1n tencereylen, tavaylan? Bizler a_k1-me_ki bildik �dem ile Havva'ylan Fark etmiyor rengi-mengi, insan ayn1 ruhtan! Ill� ki Illa Ills ve Kolera Rap K�heylan Hip-Hop hybrid �akar kibrit, yakt1m ate_i, yaylan [Scratches] Hip-Hop hybrid, open your eyelids Drop bars [?] Hip-Hop