| Fragrant dust, freshly squeezed juice,
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| I get excited, but I hold on, I don’t hold grudges.
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| On those to whom he is devoted, therefore he did not betray
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| Remembering those dates, in matte photos,
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| We drink from the throat, washed down with pomegranate.
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| Not much not fashionable in such gangs,
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| There were not many like us, a team in nature.
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| Rap from the heart, but in a scribbled way,
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| Put out this f*cking fuse and don't try.
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| Your cock style will get you in the balls
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| This is a hybrid of Muhammad Ali and Mike Tyson.
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| My team is positive, but keep in mind
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| If there are no prospects for positive, get out of the way.
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| This rise is gentle, this area is one for many,
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| But he's mine!
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| Chorus:
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| We were kicked out for a mat because of the informality,
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| We were not paid a salary and were not paid a salary.
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| There is a square on the pocket, the guys are at the device,
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| They blow up the projectile - this is my command.
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| We were kicked out for a mat because of the informality,
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| We were not paid a salary and were not paid a salary.
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| There is a square on the pocket, the guys are at the device,
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| They blow up the projectile - this is my command.
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| Ten minutes to half past five, there is something to please,
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| You don't need to roll cotton wool, you need f*cking.
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| Wind it on your mustache and pass it on to yours, everything is strict,
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| These crops are not yours, so don't touch them.
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| Dirty paws rare hip-hap,
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| On the minuses, the caps ripen, as if under knapp lamps.
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| The repack is hammering, smoke is coming out of the window,
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| It’s something like this with us, don’t drive if you drove something there.
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| Do you want to chat with my prine?
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| We will be glad, if you drop your mail, I will drop the rider.
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| And you say the check was high again,
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| Yes, I was stoned, brother, such a life.
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| And the immortals don't need epitaphs, like the mafia,
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| Like Tupac Amar and Muammar Gaddafi.
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| Established traffic, our courier does not waste,
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| Smoke the right shit, smoke some win.
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| Chorus:
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| We were kicked out for a mat because of the informality,
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| We were not paid a salary and were not paid a salary.
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| There is a square on the pocket, the guys are at the device,
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| They blow up the projectile - this is my command.
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| We were kicked out for a mat because of the informality,
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| We were not paid a salary and were not paid a salary.
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| There is a square on the pocket, the guys are at the device,
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| Explode the projectile, you feel the aroma?
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| This is H, this is E, this is B, this is R, this is O.
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| Brothers, don't panic.
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| This is H, this is E, this is B, this is R, this is O.
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| They're hammering out of the speakers.
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| This is H, this is E, this is B, this is R, this is O.
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| Brothers, don't panic.
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| This is H, this is E, this is B, this is R, this is O.
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| They're hammering out of the speakers. |