This is a production from Smokey Mo!
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Chorus:
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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Is this your house, boy, or my house?
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Time to decide, because I have already entered your house like smoke in a bong.
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Only the ringing of a gong, the explosion of a bomb, can interfere with me here.
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I'm not burning yet, but I'm smoldering like Joe (Oh)
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Pret you?! |
Know it's just a burn (Oh shit)
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A nigga in rap is a fish in the ocean! |
(boy)
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Smoke is coming from the windows of my house. |
(dope)
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On the beat, like driving a tractor,
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My pharmacist screwed it up - I blew it up.
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I lost weight so that all the bones stick out,
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Threw the muscles to pump to the halls to pump as well.
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Zero zero seventh
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I scored a goal for the industry: eight is zero,
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bitch loves you, but asks mine,
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I'm in the game everyday, like in a coke fight!
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Chorus:
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I came out of the lower world, I never got out of the trance!
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I inhaled the smoke - I flew high, but I want to be much higher!
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I swallowed my darkness so that I wouldn't become food for it later! |
Don't become!
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Stronger than money and a bat, I have not yet seen love.
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I grew up in hell - this is a place where you can get paid for a thousand.
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To me: either funny or sad, because *uki *oss for a thousand.
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There should be stars here, but I can't see these stars.
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Closing their eyes, people weep for the gods they have killed — I am dying from their tears.
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Something is wrong!
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I haven't snatched my everything yet, so something is wrong,
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Brothers in blood - not brothers, brother in mind -
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This is my most devoted brother.
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Don't ask me: where am I from?!
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I'm from where you definitely haven't been!
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I'm attracted by a persistent aroma -
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It's the smell of *arcotics and dough.
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Chorus:
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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There's a mess on my head! |
Yes! |
A kilo of silver around the neck! |
Ra!
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I read with my eyes closed, so as not to see you, you!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes!
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I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |
I read with my eyes closed. |
Eyes! |