| A guy came from the south,
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| The capital weather is jealous,
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| I tried to listen to the streets with my ear (But it was deaf
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| Topical porn blown around)
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| {He had a flask with him, in it were braga
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| He graduated from the lyceum or, simply, putyag
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| He always betrayed ignorance into the depths of silence}
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| This was taught by bandits and gypsies
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| (Brother died in Afghanistan, father is a cripple on the couch
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| The guy had his own strains with the cops
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| He arrived to his maternal uncle
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| Who drank cologne like blue-blue frost)
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| {Goddesses of the courtesans that stand on Yaroslavl
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| For little money, my uncle lived in a communal apartment}
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| (He entered into a share on a bed with a prostitute
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| I called the Russian mermaid spliff Taika)
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| {Tightening the nuts, got into the porn business
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| Protecting Miss and Mrs, he organized the business
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| Everything boiled and burned. |
| So I got to bohemia}
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| (He made his first million by selling bodies)
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| If you arrived in the capital (Be like a tiger)
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| Work the plantations (How a nigga worked)
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| (Fight like a legionnaire)
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| Only the one who became a millionaire won
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| And then there is no measure (No measure)
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| (No measure, no measure-s-s)
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| Days went away, grandmas stuck |