| My bruh shine bright
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| Among the darkness, clouds
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| Block the sun, we are carried by one river
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| The path is not close - the goal is clear
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| Chillim between pine spiers
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| And the train of thought changes, acid aims at me
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| My bruh shine bright
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| Among the darkness, clouds
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| Block the sun, we are carried by one river
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| The path is not close - the goal is clear
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| Chillim between pine spiers
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| And the train of thought changes, acid aims at me
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| I don't have a couple of hundred of those who are good for nothing
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| Only those who take out, they drag me nevmenose
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| And I didn't even ask them, but no one abandoned me
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| I didn’t have time to come to my senses - Josie is smoking in front of me
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| I'm going to visit Zabuga
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| Boarding up suits - like windows in your house
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| If heaven and hell are real, then our spot is in the underworld
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| Every day in this hundred, among the pale or the dead
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| The poor and the hungry
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| Bruh shine bright sitting in the country house talking about fff
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| Insert what bruh also joke badly
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| This is the line of good and evil that passes through the ribs
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| Negative native, cozy and calm
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| Your faces are eaten by my dogger, my bruh is body armor
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| Negative to zero, I'm smarter and freer,
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| But fuck no roof my bruh is a convertible
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| I believe that now
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| And I believe that now
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| I believe that now I will soon move my horses
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| In acid, yes in nature
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| In acid, yes in nature
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| In acid, yes in nature
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| brightly
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| In the clouds
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| brightly
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| In the clouds
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| brightly
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| In the clouds
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| brightly
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| In the clouds
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| My bruh shine bright
|
| Among the darkness, clouds
|
| Block the sun, we are carried by one river
|
| The path is not close - the goal is clear
|
| Chillim between pine spiers
|
| And the train of thought changes, acid aims at me
|
| Bruh shine bright
|
| Among the darkness, clouds
|
| Block the sun, we are carried by one river
|
| The path is not close - the goal is clear
|
| Chillim between pine spiers
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| And the train of thought changes, acid aims at me |