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Motive - TRASH (Official Music Video)

▶️ Motive - TRASH is now online! ► Listen to "TRASH" on all platforms: http://free.promo.li/Motive ► Subscribe to the M.O.B Entertainment channel: "http://shorturl.at/bdxFZ" ► M.O.B Entertainment on Instagram: http://shorturl.at/hiMVX M.O.B Entertainment / Motive Website: shorturl.at/vxyK8 Produced by: M.O.B Entertainment - Associated Label Of GOVINET Published by: Turkish Music Publishing (TMP) Author: Motive Beat By: Dincy Mixed By: MixedByG Recorded By: MixedByG Mastered By: Anıl Hünkar Director: Tepki Producer: GOVINET D.O.P: Çağrı Bakış Lyrics of "TRASH": If Motive said so, he should ride in a Mercedes No, my friend, I'm going home by metrobus I'm telling what I want to live because I can't act like someone I'm not You, how can you change shape, I know I can't be amazed by my eyes anymore You have a devilish habit, you're only remembering for fame You're only remembering for fame, my brother's name When he took his last breath, you pulled your heads out of your holes If our value is understood when we migrate, this time it's not my word from the Parliament You've always wanted to assert your authority, but I'm screwing the king now I can do it, man Because I walked the road with my brothers, the one who eats alone dies alone Everything is for my family You're not the one who sings bullshit You have no one to call "friend" You can't get used to the streets, but street rap pays somehow, doesn't it? No, not like you, not spitting on the spit you spat out Not just to be in people's mouths! Not just to stay in the cursed game Not just to stand out from your peers Can you put me next to someone else? No, you'd find me too talented Now, get lost, you've been empty for 20 years! Okay, trap, what's trap? It's testing you, where is your talent? Mathematics are bad, but if there are millions, the years will pierce you like a bullet If you tried that in my place, could you write this diss at 18? It will fly back to my account as long as we continue to make money, it's genetic! The price of heavy words is very high Don't cry if your work hasn't been listened to, like Mary Jane Burry Soprano Istanbul is on my shoulders, be at ease (Istanbul is on my shoulders, be at ease) The city is your honor, but you are trash The bullets with us are not plastic Even if you write didactic poems for 70 years When we want, Eskişehir (Woo) Your records, your evidence (Trash) Your streets, your children (Trash) Your attitudes and words (Trash) When you see us, you are free (Trash) Your records, your evidence (Trash) Your streets, your children (Trash) Your attitudes and words (Trash) When you see us, you are free (Trash) Your records, your evidence (Trash) Your streets, your children (Trash) Your attitudes and words (Trash) Your records, your evidence (Trash) Your streets, your children (Trash) Your attitudes and words (Trash) When you see us, you are free (Trash) Your streets, your children, trash Ah GNG 832nd Yanyol Küçükçekmece and Güngören