| I keep balance in everything
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| I give you jazz, and what?
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| Around one dirt from the gray masses
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| Measures, meat, fat bass, faith
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| No, talent is not needed for a long time
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| Do you need a guarantor? |
| Funny
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| I stuck my hose straight across the tonsils
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| Era, rap mutant fucks your ass with a dick
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| I spat - you pick up
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| Do you want to know my world?
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| Work, work, work, work
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| Work not for money
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| Music for the soul
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| Music is the meaning of life
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| I don't give a fuck about suckers
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| What are they whispering there
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| Who have we become
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| So you have to take yourself
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| Into hands to kick ass
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| Proofs for those who pizdit
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| Noobs want to join the glam squad
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| They will burn out
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| They have something to lose
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| I'm that bastard still drowning
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| It's time to dive
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| Noise in the head (noise in the head, noise in the head)
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| Noise in the head (noise in the head, noise in the head)
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| Noise in the head (noise in the head, noise in the head)
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| Noise in the head (noise in the head, noise in the head)
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| Noise in my head, I hear only crackling
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| Real talk, work work, no time for stress
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| Noise in my head because I'm sober
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| Smoke, smoke, everything is on time, yes, this is progress
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| Hey yo! |
| Shut up
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| There is a lot of shit in my head, and I have to put it on you
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| Look at me once - you will be crucified
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| You speak indistinctly, I give you an oath
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| The drunken ship is sinking
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| Yes, they stained all hands with blood
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| Haven't lost honor heart breaks
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| The heart beats in the chest tightly so often
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| Noise in my head, picking up radio waves (woo-o-o-o-o)
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| (Noise in my head, picking up radio waves)
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| Gray walls and people and everyday life (woo-o-o-o-o)
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| (Gray walls and people and everyday life)
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| Noise in my head, picking up radio waves (woo-o-o-o-o)
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| (Noise in my head, picking up radio waves)
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| People change papers for fates (woo-o-o-o-o)
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| (People change papers for fate) |