I have a radio hit
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It's not about love or the sun
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about comfort or a quill
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I have a radio hit
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But the radio won't play it
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We go hard shit boy
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That's our fuel
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Brr where are my ravers?
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My flow is as thick as Evelyn's
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Gleb Guľomet and Mefek go back to back
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The MCs are wack and dead like Kennedy, like Kennedy
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Every track of mine moves the levels
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Under the stage, an army of weak MCs
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It falls when I record the choruses
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Come follow me, come follow me
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I will put you on your feet
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Bd-bd-bass like WWE
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That wannabe wants to be like us
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We are again sitting in the V.I.P
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Well, where are we fucking V.I.P
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My flow is fat like B.I.G
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And I will push you out of the stage
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Brr, it's still not top crew
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We kick vodka like a ball
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I don't know the stem on the mother
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I will blow up a volcano on my mother
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I am ready steady anytime
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Call me daddy you moron
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I'm on another level
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I drive like a rally
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Gleb Makaveli
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He is ready for revenge
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And they look like gentlemen
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Okay pass me the mic
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Two bars are enough for me
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DJ goes on rewind
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When I burn it in the club the signal drops out
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You look nothing like a tired Chinese
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about love or the sun
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about comfort or a quill
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I have a radio hit
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But the radio won't play it
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We go hard shit boy
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That's our fuel
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about love or the sun
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about comfort or a quill
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I have a radio hit
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But the radio won't play it
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We go hard shit boy
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That's our fuel
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Uh, yeah
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Yolo, enjoy the sun, forget the stress, uh
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Don't forget your swimsuit and similar gear
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These are things you will never hear from me even if you wanted to
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Okay, uh, uh
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Grime art and DnB, we go fat sound, they diet
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When I have mn-mn-mic in my hands, I flush their tracks
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You are not an MC or a jungler, asta la vista
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I can't stand you
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All of a sudden you're doing what I'm doing and you're getting ridiculed, G
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Grime art and DnB, we go fat sound, they diet
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When I have mn-mn-mic in my hands, I flush their tracks
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You are not an MC or a jungler, asta la vista
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I can't stand you
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All of a sudden you're doing what I'm doing and you're getting ridiculed, G
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MCs don't have a third eye, I'll push them aside
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I'll throw it out the window
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You are a stupid Mongolian
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According to your songs
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Yours probably should have used a condom
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Kill yourself straight away
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I see you double
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And I don't want to meet you in person
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I'm going hard shit
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You warm shit
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So we have nothing in common
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I take the cash and leave
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I have a double combo with a verbal bomb
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Don't mess with me, fire, gattling gun
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In the air like in East London
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Fucking bass, fucking beat
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I'll rape both of them every time I finish it, boy
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about love or the sun
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about comfort or a quill
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I have a radio hit
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But the radio won't play it
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We go hard shit boy
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That's our fuel
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I have a radio hit
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It's not about love or the sun
|
I have a radio hit
|
It's not about comfort or a quill
|
I have a radio hit
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But the radio won't play it
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We go hard shit boy
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That's our fuel
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything
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Weird pulses everyday, weird everything |