| It became difficult to tell myself don't laugh
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| After this unpredictable mixture
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| And my tracks are in my world, not on myspace
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| On ... stick together,
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| And not so long ago I thought it was sweet
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| And I didn’t think that it causes weakness,
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| And if you have crap at home
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| So you are not far from the madhouse
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| I watch the route of pedestrians
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| How someone runs, so the years run
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| As a child, on a bicycle, I dreamed of a cassette,
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| But only neighbors heard my rap
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| I made up poems while kicking a ball
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| I've been away from home for a long time, and my mother is crying
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| Adults first time
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| Sex, girls, VIP, damn where did I get myself into
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| Ilyusha go to bed tomorrow to get up at the university
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| Shit! |
| I will write rap
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| And already the fortieth sixty-four-sheet notebook
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| About the life of a realist
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| Papa yells turn off your drums
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| Look for me where there are bars and women
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| Then scandals, mother's tears
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| Drunk again, one notebook is definitely not enough
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| They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's end rap, leave in peace
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| After all, he is my brother
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| They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's finish, leave in peace
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| Anyway, I'm glad to see you.
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| I shouldn't have loved you so much that night
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| Instead of texts, he came up with a name for his son
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| Then the nights got shorter and the days got longer
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| And you are beautiful, but you seemed more beautiful
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| Why did I say this, again you are at the mirror
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| Who was she with? |
| when I was gone
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| Forgive me, forgive my wife
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| Silence will reconcile us
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| I'm tormenting with a girl like a rag,
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| But I'm ready to give pussy to anyone for you
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| How do we know what we don't understand
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| Space is not infinite, we just don't fly there
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| Hearts cooled down after the pyramids in the desert
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| Now they are cold and empty
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| You flew such a tanned fifa
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| He said we will part after Egypt
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| She almost died from boredom
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| You are the best, well, you are a bitch,
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| And I wrote rap that you don't like
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| You just didn't hear what I dedicated to you
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| They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's end rap, leave in peace
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| After all, he is my brother
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| They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's finish, leave in peace
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| Anyway, I'm glad to see you.
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| I don't want to see enemies, I don't see friends for years
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| I hate this paradox
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| I write everything from below, looking at the roof
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| I appreciate those who listen, not hear
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| The robot writes a promo without missing a beat
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| I devoted so many words, I hope they touch
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| If it's about your best friend, then it's about Roma
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| Peace to the dog and sorry for the pop
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| Rap is my brother, the street is my sister
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| So in the area I write text
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| We are the real we are (real)
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| Rap quarreled us, rap reconciled us,
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| And I'm still waiting for a laptop for my birthday
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| I will continue to invent words from letters
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| A, B, C and again this rap in my head
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| Chorus: They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's end rap, leave in peace
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| After all, he is my brother
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| They built pyramids to save rubies,
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| But resentment leaves ruins
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| Let's finish, leave in peace
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| How can I be glad to see you |