I know there are thousands of places somewhere, but I'm happy here.
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If so many people knew where to go.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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There are a thousand places in heaven, but not for me. |
I feel good here.
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So many people wanted me dead too.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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E, ramming, Big Som, L'one.
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Russia, Kazakhstan.
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big som.
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Life is like a three-pointer
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What do you score from the game on the basketball field.
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Shouting "Home, home!"
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And no one argues.
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My almost 2 meters, it is better not to anger.
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Understood!
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You are waiting for me to release my songs in an album.
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I'm waiting for my brother to be released.
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Aktau can give everything, both a knife rig and an oil rig,
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If you are friends with the head.
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I happened to be sent to 3 letters, but
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Where are they and where am I, with my daughters and my wife.
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Zero market.
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Someone lives well, but that's because
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He doesn't see me anymore.
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I've seen Paris, I've seen Moscow, LA.
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He swore at a gay Dutchman with a Russian obscenity.
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And we throw tenge at pigeons.
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It's not zapadlo, everything is ok at home too.
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I know there are thousands of places somewhere, but I'm happy here. |
If so many people knew where to go.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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There are a thousand places in heaven, but not for me. |
I feel good here.
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So many people wanted me dead too.
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I don't know where they are now, but I...
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Good.
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Big white guy, Alma-Ata decides, Dostyk, Al-Farabi.
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Black SUV, gun in cellophane.
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The film is not criminal, so they live in Kazakhstan.
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We will not learn, to each his own under the finger.
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To whom the trigger, and to whom the mouse scrolled, you know?
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Call, remember.
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It means to write it down.
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Kindness happens with fists, without brains more often.
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So, boy, won't please everyone.
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There are those who should explain everything only by force.
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And no matter how much they drown, be sure to emerge.
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Let them call you shit, because only you are for them, by the way.
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Wherever you go, you always have luggage with you,
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Which you can’t get out of your head and sell when you leave.
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So it remains to be yourself, Pencil.
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With a suitcase of goals, ambitions, anger and zamash.
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I know there are thousands of places somewhere, but I'm happy here.
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If so many people knew where to go.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok. |
There are a thousand places in heaven, but not for me. |
I feel good here.
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So many people wanted me dead too.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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A thin, bearded guy from the Yakut outskirts.
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I fly from Moscow to cities and countries with a concert.
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I live life as I dream, I do not turn up my nose.
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And all the enemies will be fired from the SVD Dragunov.
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7 years within the Moscow Ring Road.
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Moscow, department store.
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Know how to spin so that it is more than a tank to fill.
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It doesn't matter if you're wearing Jordan or a trendy jacket.
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Don't miss like Kerzhak.
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Don't step on the food.
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Life is not football, but a constant derby.
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I move through life with a smile in all my teeth, like Wernick.
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I turn my every day into a holiday bro.
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Poof! |
Hmayak Hakobyan.
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And while the jackals are jackals, everything is gorgeous with me.
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I make moves when I need to shoot from the radar.
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Everywhere I have time, like at least 3 avatars.
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Everything is ok, everyone salutes from L'one.
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I know there are thousands of places somewhere, but I'm happy here.
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If I knew where to go, there are so many people.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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There are a thousand places in heaven, but not for me. |
I feel good here. |
So many people wanted me dead too.
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I don't know where they are now, but I'm ok.
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