let's
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I started living with the left and I didn't do the right
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Fools say I'm crazy and I'm smart
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I was born at least 1000 years too late
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And it really hurts my dick for everything I don't want to know
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I didn't lose anything important when I got lost
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Don't try to save me, put your dick in your throat
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I fucked him with respect, I say it with all due respect
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For I see the darkness that sucks our light
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In a spiritual world where only money matters
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It's like I'm hunting green UFOs for hang gliding
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My music sells by the gram, money is on the back burner
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When I smoke weed, I'm sick of Logan
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Romanians want Cancan, I want a Nagant trancan
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You're wondering why "Why?" |
because I didn't
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I'm like a porn magazine on Cioran's covers
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I hammered you in the eardrum and shot you on the screen every year
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Put the glass up for the perfect present
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I'm still waiting to wake up
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Come pour another wine and make loud music
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That we are in the sun today and cool tomorrow
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I can't stand sweet life when it becomes a torment
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And I put my dick in your opinion, smiling
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The road is long, the landscape is incomparable
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Here's how the world runs, everyone runs for nothing
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The cock is candy pink, the world is cardboard
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All autistic people have access to a microphone today
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Pussies suck cock under the table and jam under the tone
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From Cat to Roton for 30 Ron
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You hate my annoying, slightly superior tone
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If my message hurts, challenge B.O.R.
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Don't try to convert me because I don't get caught
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I put my dick in the music, I like to hear myself talking
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My rap is immoral, rhythmic and deadly
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Suitable for any oriental-flavored abortion
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Everything I've written so far is a preface, I'm foggy
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I'm selling coffins with an interface that will keep you alive
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I know exactly what I want, maybe that's why I look special
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And it's normal when I throw myself in my head to get ashore
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They give life lessons with a dick full of bullets
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I'm not a misogynist: "Fuck your throat"
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Put the glass up for the perfect present
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I'm still waiting to wake up
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Come pour another wine and make loud music
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That we are in the sun today and cool tomorrow
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I can't stand sweet life when it becomes a torment
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And I put my dick in your opinion, smiling
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The road is long, the landscape is incomparable
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Here's how the world runs, everyone runs for nothing
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I come from the era when I listened to Pantera headphones
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I come from the era when I was brewing beer with my teeth
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My fortune is the will, I gave up shame
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Totally distrustful but with faith in me
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I kept that something that many lost
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I'm far too poor to be known
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I didn't forget I didn't, I'm a spokesman
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When most make shadow and fuck wind
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I have beliefs on the right, I keep the cock on the left
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Now that you know everything, you'll be as hard as a rock
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I have to like my job, don't think I'm complaining
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To the despair of some, I still sing
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I want to do everything I didn't do, what I didn't have
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I want a shower of stars when I put your dick around your neck
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I don't rule out a psychologist, I don't think it's serious
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If I want to get to know myself, I take the polygraph test
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Life without grass is a suspended sentence
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I say it in a warm voice like vodka kept in the sun
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You have 2 fucked speakers and something good in cigarette
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Did you pay for your album Are You Crazy?
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Give me a hard time!
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Put the glass up for the perfect present
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I'm still waiting to wake up
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Come pour another wine and make loud music
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That we are in the sun today and cool tomorrow
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I can't stand sweet life when it becomes a torment
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And I put my dick in your opinion, smiling
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The road is long, the landscape is incomparable
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Here's how the world runs, everyone runs for nothing |