Charged Up

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BRS (TUR) & Viconi - Rap, Industrial Hip-Hop

Charged Up

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[Verse 1: BRS] Geçiyor günlerim monoton Bu Hayat denen maratonda Dünya "off" ve müzik "on Basta bere, kapüşon la Ölüme inat savaşmakta.. Herkes inat yaşamakta... Sanki yok bir son... yelek giyer burada "headshot" moda Dünya sanki Monopoly Para Al Para ver Roly (Rolex) gibi sessiz dostun sorsan "hani bana ?" der Düşenleri gördüm ben düşmeden yananları.. Mağdur/fakir çok burada Tanır bilir yalanları.. Mic check 1/2 mi? konuş beni bilir gibi Asabi tavırlarım yılların birikimi.. Şansa bırakmadım hiçbir şeyi (belli) Kirik dökük aileden çıkar anca benim gibi deli Umursamaz dip ey.. orta parmak up B.. Tabi Eller konuşur kalmak ister up..date... Stüdyomdur tımarhanem yaz dedi terapist Optimiste pesimistim pesimiste optimist Fuck this kırdım diş sebebiydi çeneleri Talih dediğin dişidir bitch gibi terelelli Çevrem dolu alım satım ekim biçim Belde 9 range Yada merry... Rabbim dedi Bar focus ... [Verse 2: Viconi] Woah, Woah "Let's Go" Bitches get steppin' Makin' noise like MAC - 11's It's the VIC and BRS That shit's a fuckin' weapon And they can't compete they stressin' Pullin' up just like a reverend Cuz I'm in all back You know what's happening Send em' off to heaven I do the most from coast to coast I'm a globetrotter like Wilt Put all my heart and soul in this shit, good time spent when I'm stackin' mills I been through slums, the darkest valleys, finna get that mansion on the hill You never met nobody like me, say I'ma get it, well then I will Pull up "who is this?" Old news, now it's "you the shit" I remember days when I was low because that stupid bitch Now I'm making moves I just can't lose, this here is proving it I fight my way up to the top, K-O em' like a pugilist So who all want it with me ? Bitch, I'm basically a Demi-God, Cheated death twice, stronger every time I almost fall Now I look around me, see my enemies, they all appalled Thank you for the fuel, pissed that I'm lit just like a molotov Now I'm charged up I can't be stopped, I'm wreaking havoc I can't repent, "dear lord whatever I touch turns to ashes" Fuckin' up these opps, like I done bet money on Madden Can't touch me, razor sharp, dawg I'm a mothafuckin' savage AGH!!

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Credits

Writers
  • Lex Prins
  • BRS (TUR)
  • Viconi