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TARKAN lyrics

Ayrilik Zor

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Ayrilik zor ayrilik, Cekilir dert degil sevgilim. Gurbetin soguk geceleri, Alin yazin, Kaderim benim. ooof ooof... Arada askin hatiri olmasa, ooof ooof... Durmazdim inan buralarda. Yanlizlik zor yanlizlik, Her yigidin harci degil sevgilim. Gurbetin issizdir geceleri, Yar teninin sicagina hasretim. ooof ooof... Arada askin hatiri olmasa, ooof ooof... Durmazdim inan buralarda. Her veda zulüm ona Hasret okuyor canina mecbur biliyor, gönlü katlaniyor gitmeli diyor bu diyardan tükenir ziyan olmadan. gönül yapamiyor, gözler alamiyor ask okunmak ister gülüm, sevilmek, oksanmak ister. ask sevdigini yaninda ister. kimi zaman dile gelir baris dudakdan kalbe akmak ister yar, ara beni arada bir, sesini duyur... yoksa bu ayriliklar hepden cekilmez olur. ooof ooof... Arada askin hatiri olmasa, ooof ooof... Durmazdim inan buralarda. ooof ooof... Arada askin hatiri olmasa, ooof ooof... Durmazdim inan buralarda.

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JOE BUDDEN "Escape Route"
[Intro:] Uh-ohhhh, uh-oh Uh-ohhhhhh! That on top, ohh! Ta-ha, Joey (yeah, shit go hard too) No comment, no comment Ta-ha, whole bunch of yappin Jersey! That M.J. bullshit Let me talk to 'em, l-look look look [Verse 1] Since the world don't revolve around me (Then what?) Hoodie on, revolver on me I'm the wrong one you wanna amp (why?) Cause niggaz could get missin like you straight out of LeBron's summer camp (ohh!) Anytime the fed's see me I tell 'em that the only thing FUCKERY here gets you an STD My life, should be sold as a movie From the (Slum dog) tryin to be a (Millionaire), no groupies When did the civilians decide to be a thug? Motivated by the hate (BUT) inspired by the love Rappers sayin my name like it's a bright tactic Jackson 5, put your (Mike) in a casket Let the fans gas you and tell you you're nice Be a legend in RAP, but a failure in life For real, I don't think these dudes is spectacular Pretty Ricky thugs who move like spectacular, nigga! [Chorus:] What up with you and so-and-so? Heard you got a diss Don't know about THAT, but I know about this nigga No comment (what) no comment (what) No comment, I ain't got a comment Bloggers, Twitter, Budden TV No comment, y'all ain't gettin nothin from me I said, no comment (what) no comment No comment, I ain't got a comment [Verse 2] So I been called a snitch (BUT) But I been called worse by better so let's skip over the lecture That's a common lie (why?) Cause if I ever call the cops it's only gon' be to report a homicide How am I in beef? I walk about free They only talk about YOU, when you talk about ME So go ahead and act hard And somebody gon' grab chalk (and) and turn the streets into a blackboard So I'm supposed to put niggaz on a pedestal for rappin 'bout a bunch of bullshit that they don't ever do You look stupid when you go there Say I'm only hot online you ain't heatin up nowhere SHOT-gun in SHOT-gun, ride right past ya Windows down, got every right to blast ya No wonder he thinkin he'll provide a disaster Cause bitches keep tellin him that size don't matter (ta-ha) [Chorus w/ ad libs] Things niggaz say I don't mind it Say they lost respect for me, who the FRUCK is askin you to find it? This is me practicin censorship Since the new definition of real nigga is sensitive In his interview, say I'm askin for a hearse But couple months BACK he was askin for a verse Only hurts is the team used to bump you Now he look like a fiend, I should slump you [Outro - ad libs to the end]

All I Need

Michael Mcdonald "Blue Obsession"
(Michael McDonald/Tommy Sims) Like a river runnin' to the sea There must be a reason for all these shattered dreams Starts with our believing and ends with our backs against the walls If I'm not careful I might convince myself This is the way it's always gonna be Spend my whole life wonderin' just what it means to survive So I wonder, am I strong enough? Do I have the strength I need to carry on? All I'm askin' for is the path that's gonna lead me home [Chorus:] All I need is a shinin' light an open door I'm askin' for nothin' more than a little hope Another mornin' strange as it seems Here once again with all these broken things That once hung in the balance between the extremes of my life With the will of a runaway train I took my chances time and time again Leaving nothin' but wreckage and pain behind [Chorus] All I need (is) just one answer I'm lookin' for I'm askin' for nothin' more... Than a light in the window Enough that I might see A voice to call my name A prayer to comfort me

Jezebel

John Reuben
First glimpse, instant attraction She acted as if my interest was a common reaction Took satisfaction in knowin she was beautiful She twisted up the blessing and she used it as a tool Of manipulation, yet I was blinder at aim She was very athletic, but yet excelled at the mind game Lame excuse, but it's the truth, come on, I mean I was young and naive and would've believed anything When it came to sweetheart, she had me wrapped Around her little finger and my mind was tapped But none the less, I'm the fault obviously I was confused and chose stupidity over patiently waiting I mean how could I not see that tryin to fill a God-sized void with her Would only leave me empty, but I did it And like a stupid human I fell By the way, what's her name I think they call her Jezebel Jezebel, who? Jezebel, man, who is she, what is she? Man, it's hard to tell Jezebel, who? Jezebel, come on, what is she about? Second glimpse, still attracted, but I'm not quite sure Been playin games with Jezebel, but now I question what for Before, it was a motivation, now, it's not clear Now I'm askin myself, Reuben, who's the one at fault here See, I'm the fool so why do I remain In a relationship with all to loose, yet nothing to gain Except headache, heartache, and an occasional where you been Pssssssst, Jezebel, where'd you hear that (from a friend) Frontin Godliness, I say hey miss, you're posin You love material things, but you're favorite's sheepskin clothin So then what can I say, her charm fades by the day And I'm askin the Good Lord, whatever twisted me to stay Straight for a moment, now it's time to let go Though my willpower's weak, man, there's one thing that I know That greater is he that's in me than he who's in this world and it wasn't the he in me that hooked it up with this girl Life must go on, the dawn of a new day was risin I opened up my eyes and then I started realizin That my vision was blurred so there will be no third glimpse After two and a half, I think I came to my sense So with this, I think it's time that we parted And dismiss somethin we should never started So miss, I guess I'll say farewell One last time for the books, her name was what?

I Don't Need No Fancy Shit

ATMOSPHERE "SouthSiders"
[Hook:] I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" Look down at where you standing, it's A thin line between hand and fist I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" I'm an example of a man convinced So let the planet spin and I'ma grab the wind I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" And you don't know what the answer is No body knows what that answer is [Verse 1:] Peter was my peeps who used to sell weed Even though he didn't need to He says he did it for the free smoke But honestly he would've rather had a speed boat Or a snowmobile or whatever See the point is he didn't move enough to make a treasure Never could have guessed that Pete would make a little impression On a middle aged detective named Hamm No irony, yeah Hamm He didn't come to put the cuffs on your hands He landed with a duffle and a plan but Pete couldn't eat all of Hamm's demands It was an awkward spot, officer thought That Peter would be sittin' on a lot more crop He did such a bad job at bein' a bad cop That its obvious to me that the reason that he robbed him was Sidney Sid was a sick kid that needed a kidney The grandson, son of Hamm's son You do what you gotta do for your fam son Doesn't take a rocket scientist but I am one The situation showed the pig for who he truly is And gave the dealer an excuse to quit And since Sid's Physician is Peter's father You should mind your business don't be a bother Okay [Hook:] I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" Look down at where you standing, it's A thin line between hand and fist I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" I'm an example of a man convinced So let the planet spin and I'ma grab the wind I don't need no fancy shit I'm only askin' ya "Can I live?" And you don't know what the answer is No body knows what that answer is

Just Another Day

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[Chorus: John Cena and Trademarc] This is just another day in the life Seven flight connectors - past due bill collectors This is just another day in the life Mo' money mo' problems - and I ain't got money to solve 'em This is just another day in the life Gettin mobbed by fans - man nobody even knows who I am This is just another day in the life This is just another day... in my life [John Cena] Everybody askin me - what you really like? Is this really life? Do you really fight? Do you fear the mic, when there's millions watchin? Are you super rich now, how much grip you coppin? You the new kid, now you gettin some shine When every vet sayin that it's not yo' time My hustle is non-stop and it's not yo' grind Plus I hear very clear, I'm not so blind Beef I don't sweat it, sleep I don't get it I remember your face it's just your name I forget it These days they melt together as one I got some plans to do shit that ain't never been done Take this game into battles that ain't never been won I ain't gon' walk through life, I think it's better to run And yeah I'm eatin right if you askin But the size of my wallet that's reflection of passion [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] Just another face in the crowd, so to speak Huh, my electric was cut off last weak No heat, no food, no money, no girls And if life's my oyster then I ain't found pearls Makin moves every day so the ends could meet No gas money, so I use my legs and feet Everybody I meet man, they likely saw that I be in the same clothes from the night before Shoes so old you can call 'em retros Man I'm so damn broke, even my wallet echoes I got a dollar and change; man, I'm under the gun That buck's the only thing keepin me from bein a bum That's why I'm writin these words man, so I can get on So I can realize bein poor was makin me strong And the only reason I can't rub pennies together is cause I carry big bills, in genuine leather [Chorus] [Cena] Shakin hands with some fans by the thousands [Marc] My place so poor, looks like public housin [Cena] Gettin the Porsche when I shoulda got the CL6 [Marc] My ride broke down, I'ma kinda between whips [Cena] Face on the X-Box, you played the game lately? [Marc] Man I can't rent, I owe too much in late fees [Cena] Do I, charter a jet, or fly first class? [Marc] Do I take a cab? Bus seats hurt my ass [Cena] Pay my jeweler in cash, he don't take a check [Marc] The chain I rock, leaves a green mark on my neck [Cena] Do I get the filet steak or the shrimp & crab mix? [Marc] Do I get a number 3 or a number 6? [Cena] Get in the club V.I.P. man they lettin me slide [Marc] Man they bust me for dress code, I'm still outside [Cena] Everybody wanna be down, but I ain't got no friends [Marc] Man nobody's around, I ain't got no friends [Chorus]

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