purely according to the program, the weekend is normal,
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called my brother on the beeline fan number,
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4 gigabytes on a memory card,
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meeting in pandika important, emergency,
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from the album in fucking, I don't bazaar,
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we were never shown on the cable channel,
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some washi with their own options
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they say something from the Urals black matte,
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at least half in the playlist
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for lovers of drum and bass, rap and minimal,
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our coincidence in such interests
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inexplicable, just watch the process,
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when they roll away in a sleigh, then everything is fine,
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in the morning on horizontal bars, and in the evening behind nettles,
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glory to cities and small towns,
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Catch the bonus from the floor on the correct columns.
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for boys, for phones and yards,
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for parked basins at night near the stalls,
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no numbers, 4'K on the windshield,
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VK inform check out the matte album.
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In the morning there was a lump in my throat, I quenched it with juice,
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on the wire 4'K attacks the microphone,
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night and day we smoke, read, yell,
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we want formula 1 with a square steering wheel,
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drove along the arrows, went around the traffic jam in the yards,
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meet at the same time, in the same place as yesterday,
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an hour and a half, frost, not one call
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back on the leg in the pocket 4 pieces,
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I'll dial my bro, I'll ask how you're doing,
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on the street frost 10 below zero,
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legs warm adidas performance NBA,
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I want to smoke, I’m even glad to book a book,
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that's how our brand fucking exports,
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how measured is intact, as with the V-8 engine
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and even rossil approved, stamped,
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everything is as it should be, we know our business. |