Azerbaijani blood, UK drill energy. Born in the streets where silence means survival and words cut deeper than blades. No filter, no fake stories. Just raw perspective from someone who lived it.
Every bar is real. Every beat carries weight. This is not entertainment for the comfortable. This is truth wrapped in rhythm, pain wrapped in flows. Street credibility is not borrowed. It is earned.

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