| Hey me
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| yo
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| Salute, Aliyup, wow
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| Seven in the morning
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| I hissed, hissed like a snake
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| At seven in the morning he hissed like a snake
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| Hey hey hey
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| Music on a leash, like
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| Fresh juice
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| From the very bottom
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| The sky is the ceiling on me
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| After all, everyone knows the result
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| I step on the call
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| This bastard knocks you off your feet
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| This bastard here is a snake catcher
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| We pull, we pull, we pull smok
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| For style and essence, not for the catch
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| The flask splashed into the code
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| I'm on the edge, I have a phone in my hand
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| And I throw myself at the plug
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| After all, he is not far
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| And I throw a slam dunk from wallet to wallet
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| Pull oblique, hiss like a snake
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| And I hiss at one, and early in the morning
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| And hissing in the parking lot with motherfuckers, yeah
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| Papers burn like people, oh yeah
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| I seize the moment
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| And let him wind the tape of this life
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| Everything is not forever
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| Emit light only independent
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| And they walk into the darkness to shine for us
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| Set fire to the bouquet, I'm not too busy
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| I seize the moment, refresh my memory
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| Those that will sink into oblivion here for places
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| Comfort zone cloud is simple
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| Smoke in cubic meters, baby in boots
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| Get money Bashkortostan, gr-r
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| Thunders like a viper finished chronicle
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| These are not snakes in the grass
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| These are not Depot snakes
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| No snake on head
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| Boots hiss like cobras
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| Salute, Aliyup, wow
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| Seven in the morning
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| I hissed, hissed like a snake (salute)
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| Hissed like a snake
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| Salute, Aliyup, wow
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| Wow
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| Seven in the morning
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| I hissed, hissed like a snake
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| At seven in the morning he hissed like a snake
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| Hissed, hissed, hissed, hissed, hissed |