Chorus:
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Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
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What would the right hand, to my melody.
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I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
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Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
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Didn't change the outfit, didn't exceed the limit,
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Like a parasite on the beat, the first album hurts.
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Wow wow wow, a message to all cities,
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Waste ta ta, catch what you blinded yourself.
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Let's do a swing so that the body sweats,
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The blood boiled, and the veins moved.
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The product is not rotten, which means it does not cut the ear,
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If my rap is shit, then you are one of the flies.
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the wick has not gone out, all the same style,
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Thrashing words, from left to right. |
Ah-ah-ah.
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And let my pocket be empty, but I'm full of the crowd,
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Hello everyone in MP3, wait for the second volume.
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Lyricist.
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Remember these letters, I will be in your head.
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Put on a muzzle, we put on fashion,
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And there are already many of us, thanks to the people.
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Chorus:
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Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
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What would the right hand, to my melody.
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I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
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Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
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Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
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What would the right hand, to my melody.
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I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
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Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
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Who is this Vasya that paints the wall for me,
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Offended in class, VKontakte is dangerous.
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Punched in the base, not shaved under the skirt,
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To each on the head, I will fall like a meteorite.
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Taste it, put plus under the dishes,
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I'm a crazy cook, I can jazz, I can blues.
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The ceiling is crumbling, a piece of paper, a cue ball,
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A sip of mineral water, the neighbors are in shock.
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Make it louder, what would hammer,
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Give noise to your ears to dry your brains.
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Salute to all cities, make the circle wider,
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not a rooster for you, all my topics are here.
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Everything will be Russian good, we dance and sing,
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Just press play, let's drive away the longing together.
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Everything will be Russian good, we dance and sing,
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Just press play, let's drive away the longing together.
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Chorus:
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Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
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What would the right hand, to my melody.
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I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
|
Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
|
Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
|
What would the right hand, to my melody.
|
I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
|
Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
|
Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
|
What would the right hand, to my melody.
|
I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
|
Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite.
|
Volga is my river, waves to my homeland,
|
What would the right hand, to my melody.
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I'm a rare type in appearance, by rap ... killed,
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Stitched for years, I'm still a parasite. |