| Hey, you need to run around the house, wake everyone up to say,
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| that Misha demands a word
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| Let them put their chains on their necks, caps on jugs, take out AKAI from the old
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| guitar cases
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| Bang, bang, bang - the new beat is ready, now sit down comfortably Misha got carried away
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| Raw heaps such a bunch of punches on your table that you guys will cry like
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| like Noize on battle Versus
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| This is a rap game, somewhere I lost the edge of this, by the way, it’s still questionable whether it’s hetero
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| benchmark
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| Someone says that in the rap game he is supposedly a veteran, but then for some reason the breams fly
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| from Saint-Petersburg
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| I may not understand something, remind man, what is apparently a synonym for me here
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| To the phrase "We are drowning - out!" |
| Explodes - Tony Routh. |
| This is the antonym - wow!
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| Hey... you haven't seen a rapper with a two-letter nickname here, my friend,
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| here tinder, only the truth
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| I swear I'm as holy as a Bunduk. |
| This rapper is so fat that it seems that there is
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| snykan huge chest
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| In which Johnyboy and Basota were closed at the same time, and there one of them
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| rubbed - filmed on a cell phone
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| Bang, bang, motherfucker, bang, bang, bang, bang! |
| the facts are as accurate as the time on
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| Big Band watches
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| Man, god deamed, I recently listened to rap, and my cat started writing something in notepad
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| While I was sleeping, he disappeared somewhere, then these videos where Versus, and my cat SayMeow
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| Wow! |
| Checkmate and rapper, even a cat reads better on beats and battles
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| I suggest that all of you gather together and join a group to Varchun called
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| cotton wool
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| Green rappers, tons of them, brave in the network, like, who are you to me?
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| They think that their rap is ringtones. |
| Star fucking icons
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| Rappers hate and love each other like a fat woman who is losing weight and keeps looking at
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| pudding
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| And in order to apparently fit into leggings, she would have to choose to stop eating!
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| Or just be fat
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| The rap game is an ancient temple. |
| Bread land, sperm bank
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| You see all the things that Gremlin preaches, either fuck those on a T-shirt,
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| or loop around the neck
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| Take Versus, rappers diss and diss each other
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| As if they were not fucked up and they hadn’t seen their friend’s boobs for about 5 years, elastic,
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| from the hands of these drones they will be pushed away
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| Or here's an example of the same type of benchmark, he says that he turned the benchmarks,
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| but in the ring they flew out
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| His words like the innovator brings down, Bravo Billy, and that on the Internet, the fans are on the face
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| sawing
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| So why did you lose then? |
| So weird Billy, they say you're in battle
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| will endure and Klava Billy
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| You said that you have your songs on your mobile, but they dance to my track on your
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| grave
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| You can't drown everyone, and for some reason I don't like this alignment, I reread the benchmarks,
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| while driving they paint
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| Putting wigs on the tower and signaling to the guilty morons that they made a traffic jam on the Moscow Ring Road
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| Stick on me while you can diss, run and beware because Misha is in any way you
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| fuck behind the scenes
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| When you loomed on the horizon. |
| apparently they didn’t tell you that it’s cherevo under your feet
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| be at the titan
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| Throwing your legs on the sofa, you switch channels and for some reason it seems to you
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| great intentions
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| Your tower is full of them, but you are too lazy to deal with them, because much
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| it would be more important to play the rap game |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Рэп игра , by - Earl D.. Song from the album Через пепел чужих мечт, in the genre Русский рэп