Ceza ft. Tech N9ne – Dark Places = Karanlık Yerler

song: dark places (karanlik yerler)
Album:Yerli Plaka (2006)
http://www.ceza.com.tr/
http://www.therealtechn9ne.com
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Beat produced by Roka
Music written by Roka
Arranged by Ayhan Sayıner & Roka
Recorded & Mixed by Ayhan Sayıner & Spok @ Digitolia Records
Tech N9ne published by E.G.N. Arts / Strange Music, Inc.

Lyrics

Tech N9ne:

Ceza, Tech N9ne, From Turkey to Missouri, very very dark places, Exodus,insanious, nocturnus

Ceza:

I got stuck between 2 situations/ 2 front 1 back then opened my eyes, still useless/ from now on leave me alone, and don’t mess with me/ Tech N9ne and Ceza, we are at the bottom floor/ Here is my destiny/ Everything that is beautiful is a dream/ If I cannot find my way in this darkness, then I just close my eyes and talk to my god, hallelujah/ Turn around and look back, road is always long and dark/ Darkness deepens everyday but where are the friends/ “death” does not come to anybody’s mind but a dark ground waits for all of us/ neither I see my front, everywhere is dark. nor I find my way but I stepped safe/ I made a stamp to whom give a bad look to me/ Come on use the ace if you have it, before you step on a shit/ everyone’s style, who believe in their rap, will get crashed/ we make everyone mystified, don’t care about the rest/ Missouri Kansas, Istanbul full gas/ My names are remembered when whole atlas got beaten/ My light was rap/ My light was my mom/ My light was the one/ The rest was hate/ Dark Places, address is known/ Don’t wait for me to the train, I am gone .

Chorus:

Every day is same, days have no difference/ It is like same from day to day, same show/ Every and each flow comes before you/ All of the punks just talk about us . . Look everywhere darkened again/ we are satisfied, but they say “run” / Wire fences cannot be seen with eyes/ Our address is same: “Dark Places”.

Tech N9ne:

When i open my eyes in the morning feel like i never had´em open the room is hella dim, and can’t see i am looking infront of me, dark as it wanna be, when i am gonna be free, stuck in a rut and can’t be, darkness gotta be the devil that be sparkin this could it be permanently navcalpetic, sleep but awake the weak marks a deathwish creep put the tweek to heat spark the method I don’t se nada i do not wanna suffer, no more if i don’t gotta, maybe i should get on my knees and talk to Allah,bismallah, then pop the medulla o blongotha rage, feel like i am in a cage, imma try to go back to my younger days mama way in the day when i was raised calmer now in present i wanna blaze the lama, Techa nina, everybody know i am sick in my encephalon, mentally lebennon, best step with pep if you can’t heaven on, cause my haine is off the chain with to aim at the brain or get of the crane cause i´m awfully brane not the same man ashamed cause i share thoughts with sam hain, Sick in the head ways to blaze ya don’t wanna fuck with tech nne and ceza wicked is the way that we kick it it gets major rip it up from missouri to turkey amaze ya, As dark as they come, bark and they run making they heart race a tech nina & ceza stuck in a daze we live in a dark place a

Ceza:

Let’s cut the rope that pulls us to the bottom/ Let’s blow like crazy/ Is it a problem to walk? Baby?/ Lets crush everyone who comes in front of us/ Let’s walk around till we die/ Shall we get executed by firing?/ No!! There is no giving up, there is no fear/ We were deceived!! Everday, same film, same show/ We were deceived like we did not learn any lesson/ Dark Places! address is always same/ Medium looked at my fortune and saw my future/ Memories got accumulated without living them/ A lot of bastards want me to be gone/ What they need is Dr. Kevorkian/ Varmint stayed unnamed, left its self shapeless/ hyacinth cannot be plant in waste, unproductive fields/ Cannot get beaten till Missouri/ I was child, I was small/ My fear was school/ Used to kick everyone who comes in front of us/ It felt like ice and passed, It was cold/ We used get either morning shift or beaten up/ Nobody got used to me/ Neither their power has been enough nor I got smarten up/ Neither a blackboard nor a white chuck/ All I need is only a mic.

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