| Turn away, don't look back, erase the lies in your mind
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| Never try, promise me in words, then don't run away
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| Troubles come from the right wing, summer, draw, plan
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| And it's very hard to believe in your love, a lifetime is one minute in total
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| Hi mic. |
| Not counting his name as a rap brain
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| If it's a shame, leave it to me, bear it like the first of the month
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| Let me unearth mine in search of mine
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| I'm not a money man
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| scapegoat my regiment to stable ideas
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| He sees me as a right to fuck his death
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| Mister blinded by wealth and honeymooned with the bear
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| The child says yes to death and loves that money
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| The essence of your music career is hitting the barrier
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| The treasure of yesterday barricades in the future
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| The trick of my tongue blinds the mercenary
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| Honey covers the liver of the child of that neighborhood
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| There are all the people on the ship, come on, captain.
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| Especially if you are poor, eat it by heating it for a week
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| What's the point of not living stupid
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| hip-hop jumps over battery
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| The angolo saxon habit of mooring ashore
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| Look at the Vatican-made murder and sleep
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| As an idea for the next generation
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| I am the intellectual metamorphosis of cockroaches
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| I am the first salt of the uncooked and that food
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| The suburb is filthy, if it's elegant, the land is full of wells
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| I'm like the scientist who opened the way to Mars, homo sapiens is fun
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| I'm the dark hypnosis of this city
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| The agenda of the universe, I am the ghetto of my neighborhood
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| I have tasted the lumps of aging, your love is not very abstract
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| I am the most angry child of the mother who died in the last war, feed my people
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| The reason for my anger is the corpse convoy, leave the magazine and strip to my truth
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| Take a risk, dirty sophistic words are infested, hold statistics
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| Good bodily thoughts sink into the crippled, shrill voice of death's hopeless
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| Feeling out of the question rookie painting, 5 gears to the politics of lies
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| Surrender, your dream is equal to the smoke of a prostitute's last cigarette.
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| There are angels in this land, if it falls into your hands, don't let it go, take it inside
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| If many more exams for your initiative spoil the nobility of the content, henna
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| You didn't understand it, we said it twice, costing someone and taking your anger out
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| Speak in your head, but don't say it in the name of it, it's an ingenious plan
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| Pour Saki tequila doom morgue, his brothers suck the dollar by managing
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| Parent of the world, bad father Marlon Brando smile and slang in this place
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| A spoonful of anthrax right-angled jargon is mind-blowing.
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| Stop your movie, go to school, get your thoughts out, put your hand on a table
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| Hand in hand is the rule, anger and shame deep in the heart, the result is a sin in a way
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| you took it out
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| His expression is at this moment, it's been a long time since you passed the stage where you can speak and be silent, faith
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| Anchor as a result of reasoning, the way to exist is great, make your choice
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| There is no other king in your life but you |