You don't want to be blue and white
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It's a killer combination of vine and white
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Everything is quickly recognized as a work of art
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Being slapped by a cop over rice is a lesser terror
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In BG there are heads that look white
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And they whine at the system while they wait for their food
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And beautiful chicks who look at you with contempt
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But you quickly find out that they are just stapled together nicely
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You call this one brother, you call that one brother
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For you, everyone is ready to go
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But only when it's easy, only when it's easy
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Because basically everyone wants to screw you
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You want easy money, even for a short time
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Because you heard that she likes euros
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Although I think he would cry, he would cry
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That her boyfriend CZ 99 leans against you
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What you see, don't tell even yourself
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Shake your muzzle, sit down, hit the slalom
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Exercise, then sit on the blanket with the baby
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Because you're too much of a badass not to shit
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But again, nothing is certain to be constant
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Well, without risk there is no opportunity, you know that
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This city offers riches and bankruptcy
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So tell me exactly what you don't understand?!
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What is not clear to you, what is not clear to you?
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Kids in search of happiness go after a puzzle
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And what don't you understand, what don't you understand? |
He wants a broom and a slingshot and gold
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What is not clear to you, what is not clear to you?
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Neighbors are fixers, they know who comes back late
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What is not clear to you, tell me what is not clear to you?
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From dusk to dawn, the Belgrade Amazon
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Amazon, that style, cousin, you know the style
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There are a million problems, a wide range
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A daily dose of bad prognoses and diagnoses
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Fuck in the brain like mass hypnosis
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Cheap vines break the heart, then bad prose
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And what can I say except that life lacks sucrose
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You're floundering, you don't know, hey, stop, bro
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You attack companions, savages and cannibals
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This is Amazon, everyone would like to get to the top of Belgrade
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But at least half of them die, and half of them fall
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And nobody has tactics or a business plan
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But that's why everyone is tripping that he's like Genghis Khan
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Ha, very funny, but again very difficult
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And know that you will not survive if you are on foot
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Because you either dust or wave
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BG is like a poltergeist, he knows very well what scares you
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What is not clear to you?
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You haven't fallen yet, but believe me, it's never too late (it's not too late)
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Some older heads told me
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That they had not seen darker days
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I'm a kid from the block, I'm a kid from the block (two's first, two's first) |