You can fly into me, in a car with a drift
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I am in your ears, and from this I would not have quieted down there
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The collapse of empires, but the music sounds like beliefs
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No strength of mothers, this justified the loss (e)
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And get off the bed already
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After all, if we flew, then we will tinker (e)
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And our people from the dungeons
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Breaking through the green, from the roots to the tops of the plants (oh)
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Here the meaning of life is more secondary
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Meet Shiza, genius, you're a friend of your shadow
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And the feeling of laziness will save you from feeding
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Here without a doubt, not cool if you didn’t know the falls
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They still charge penalties.
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you are in a hair dryer, and your thoughts are full of crap (ay)
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Eeeee
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Our words are like flint
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Illuminate the darkness, alienation of judgments
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youyy,
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And you are on tanks in a helmet
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Alas, we are not with those who are not in the subject, who are without a shadow
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Eeeee
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Our words are like flint
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Illuminate the darkness, alienation of judgments
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youyy,
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And you are on tanks in a helmet
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Alas, we are not with those who are not in the subject, who are without a shadow
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And hardly in a loop
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She will take your dream, but give it to everyone in her shelter, pah you (pah)
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And why are you stuffed like a dog in a booth
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I shake the bit on my hands to take it harder by the mouthpiece
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snow, bro, Themis strengthens
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Your sweet rapper is writhing in pain
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got off with a rib, and how the earth tolerates them
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I don't understand what kind of MC if he whines a girl
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Where does this trail lead, and who left it
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Small image immoral
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Below, I see how people are pouring down to us in droves
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This is the sure sign, although there are no awards and regalia
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And how far will we go, who knows
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Buying a diploma here is not a variant, get acquainted with the lower classes
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We answer with our heads for everything that is bazaar here
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Or in the back of the head with a dusty bag, and you froze
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Eeeee
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Our words are like flint
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Illuminate the darkness, alienation of judgments
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youyy,
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And you are on tanks in a helmet
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Alas, we are not with those who are not in the subject, who are without a shadow
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Eeeee
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Our words are like flint
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Illuminate the darkness, alienation of judgments
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youyy,
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And you are on tanks in a helmet
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Alas, we are not with those who are not in the subject, who are without a shadow |