Yeah, say now we come again
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Say now come again (With me)
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Say now we come again
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A-a-and we come again
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And we come again
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(with me, follow me)
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Follow me (Follow me)
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Come follow me, come follow me
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Come follow me, come follow me, yeah
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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They are sawing branches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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Ha-ha, they saw bitches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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And how the bubble will burst
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There is an unnoticed wound under the liver
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Unhealed trauma, drama
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Early crippled membrane
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Swings when I don't have enough air
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I'm just a sample without end and beginning, that's how it should be,
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What's the problem? |
That I see the eyes of Osama
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They have the same thing as mine: "Save me, mom"
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There is a pit in front of me, a ditch behind me, bang-bang,
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And on the right-left, only fear, and in September, a set-up
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Your turban is my bandana; |
what needs to change
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Then you have a beard, I have hookah tobacco
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With the taste of an apple, you blow the smoke straight
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I am in the form of a cloud; |
in short, a lot in common
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Osama respect your momma
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Osama, my madam is crazy about you
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Osama respect your momma
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Osama, my madam is crazy about you
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Osama respect your momma
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Osama (my madam is crazy about you)
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Osama
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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They are sawing branches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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Ha-ha, they saw bitches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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Yau, yau
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This is the manifesto of liberation that will give us
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Courage to face the forces of Babylon
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The fate of Afghanistan for everyone
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Integration into the New World Order
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Time will tell the true goals are anti-terror actions
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Monopoly when everything is under control
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Their slogan is "Beat your own so that strangers are afraid"
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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They are sawing branches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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Oooh, their end is their doing
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Knock-knock, they cut branches under them
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Ha-ha, they saw bitches under them
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They grow on yeast and burst like a bubble
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Oh, and how the bubble will burst
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How the bubble bursts, woah!
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Freaks in tails are waiting for fortune
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To my untouched lands
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That's why, why I'm flying, I'm better
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And to blue him
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United States of Cash, my transition to personalities
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Fuck me their rapacity towards Russia
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I rhyme - messiahs, American beasts
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At least they suck, don't suck, diplomatic missions
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And aunts with boobs won't be able to save us
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From what was WTC, World Trade Center
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Today New York, tomorrow D.C.
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The day after tomorrow Moscow City
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Khimki, Printers, Fili |