I'm like a parody of melting April
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So that you stumble over me from the first words.
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In the left chest there is a painted door,
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The drawn blow knocked out of the shackles.
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And I kidnapped you all perfectly -
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Robbery of the soul, throw everything in the bag.
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Now I'll leave, all the stolen - to lie;
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All stolen - be silent, you are no longer here!
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And if you hear, let's go back
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To our home, back to our home-home-home.
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Or again be silent - a control shot in the face,
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Like a shot in my face.
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And as always - in my verses
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Someone will die, I will kill someone again -
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And it's so easy...
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Hello from the bottom! |
You're somewhere where the light and electrofunk.
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Laughter, the leftist electorate - a dinner in tailcoats, social events.
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I'm not there, here is the reception of glass containers, a package of poisons -
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Caustic, like vinaigrette in the morning, no contact and nedotrakh.
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A hundred years ago, in the summer, we so wanted the whole world to the ground -
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Fuck burn the whole planet, becoming dust, ashes and wind.
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How can I get a ticket back to you without prepayment?
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The double-glazed window does not heat, the gangway drove off and the screen faded.
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The detector is right - I often lied to myself! |
I'm probably a helicopter. |
In business, those who, without a goal and a vector, lay verses over octaves, will fail.
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Surely those who predicted this to us are glad;
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But I unquestioningly believed that there were no barriers and did not delve into their remarks.
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Now, wander restlessly in the wilds of the mainland.
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The lot fell to us, where the river winds in the darkness.
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Rap is feces! |
Hyperbole and synecdoche are everywhere.
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If without them, that you are missing - a concrete fact!
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The mirror tells me: "Drink to the bottom, drink to the bottom!
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Your life is still full of days, around the summer din, not Guernica.
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You have nothing to do with her, rather - a retrograde has become a technocrat;
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Than you are the way she needs, kindergarten and it's time to grow up.
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It's a sin to try to catch up with the shadow, nonsense, like Herbalife booklets.
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There are no exemplary couples in the world, it's time to make a career plan .. "
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And I, in response, nod: "Respect for the advice, bro!
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If so, kill me like Derek Negra with a curb ... "
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And if you hear, let's go back
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To our home, back to our home-home-home.
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Or again be silent - a control shot in the face,
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Like a shot in my face.
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And as always - in my verses
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Someone will die, I will kill someone again - |
And it's so easy...
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I think rap hid me from problems.
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Filled in the gap in the head that life is not an escape for the brand.
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Get out of my apartment - I'm poor!
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Plus, a liter of cognac will again replace my lunch.
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Well, where are you that taught to dance at Christmas?
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And our eternally hungry table, and melted your wardrobe.
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They ran from all jobs, you were fucking worn out!
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I saw it all, but we had to pay for the house.
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So, endured the realities of the world.
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We stole clothes, and we are damn beautiful!
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My crime! |
Get your cameras on, quick!
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Two characters from the film, we will be silent - applaud. |
*lyat!
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And if you hear, let's go back
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To our home, back to our home-home-home.
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Or again be silent - a control shot in the face,
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Like a shot in my face.
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I could build a great career.
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Fuck the whole system and throw your ass in Cayenne -
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At two hundred miles an hour. |
In the hands of Jack Daniels.
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I'm ready to get into your Premium now.
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I drive into the opposite direction when I see you.
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The bitch broadcasts a smile from the windshield.
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Well, for now? |
The foot crushed the pedal -
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Such is our daring last kiss, |
It's a pity...
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And if you hear, let's go back
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To our home, back to our home-home-home.
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Or again be silent - a control shot in the face,
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Like a shot in my face.
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And as always - in my verses
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Someone will die, I will kill someone again -
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And it's so easy...
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And we could stay alive
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But it's boring to be alive here.
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And if you want war again,
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You hint, and we will repeat everything!
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And if not, then laugh in your face -
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We will still return to our home,
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House-house-house... |