| Hey, this is a confession, a confession. |
| Got it?
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| Everything, as always, will be sincere, authentic -
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| No surprises here, sorry bro
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| I mean, sorry. |
| So sit still
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| Thanks to everyone who was able to resurrect from the dead
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| They got used to how everything is clean and even with me -
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| I'm a perfectionist
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| It's not like that here!
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| I don’t ask you to shower it with Lois, God bless them, I don’t care
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| I write this as it is not typical for me:
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| Not on a sheet, but in the notes of your device
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| Not especially with beats and not with rhymes - besides them, there is more
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| I want you to understand this
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| How much meanness, meanness is here, it spoils everything,
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| But I'm not just in my league and on my field - I'm on my own pole
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| Want more specifics?
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| I still haven't seen money, real money,
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| And peers already have children,
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| But I still believe that everything can be honest,
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| But the damn song is sung
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| I'm not going to change my Fatherland
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| As long as the one who gave my patronymic believes in me,
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| But you don't know how you want
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| Do not do this architecture alone
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| Always tired of worrying about tomorrow:
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| Calculate trying, after how much and whether creativity will pay off |
| We have money - not some kind of wealth, but fences
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| Absolutely not to see their fucking
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| Their crazy faith in one tsar and the disgruntled policemen
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| And you will be condemned
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| If you shake their foundations
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| God be with them, let's leave
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| Let's move on to the next
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| I survived here the worst nightmarish depression
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| When he received a heavy slap in the face from everyone with whom he was honest:
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| All irresponsible devils, who would be driven from the profession
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| I'm not for pity - for all my people
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| Those who are familiar with it clench like fists from the arrogance of all the mediocrity
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| And in anger from such actions they rage
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| So I want to take the rope
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| Then go down the stairs
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| I don't care about roaring and crying
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| relatives when you hang yourself
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| One only need to accept the thesis here:
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| There is no light there - you only glow from the inside!
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| I know, friend, how to climb out of this is not fun
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| To endure pressure from the whole universe,
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| But no one will pull your ass out of shit except you - you are not a baby!
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| Oh, I broke up with the one I was sure of
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| Though there was time, our path was tested
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| How to lead someone when you yourself are lost?
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| But we parted with dignity, believe me |
| Right now there is no end to love in direct
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| Yes, a new search and striving for the eternal
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| I, having been at the bottom, scored pearls there
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| And I will present a necklace from it for the main woman
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| I was reminded of the Rhymes Fest line-up:
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| I didn't see a single battle-beast there
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| All because you have to fight
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| For a place here under their hearts,
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| And not grimaces on their faces
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| “I needed this song so much,”
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| Said to in thoughts
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| Soul found salvation
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| Could hide here among words and notes
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| Hey, this is a confession, a confession. |
| Got it?
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| Everything is as before, sincerely, authentically
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| Let me be a little in my thoughts and crumpled,
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| But after all, no one from the artists will say something like that to you
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| And this track is so unique, special
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| The second one on the Illunois release:
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| He is in the role of a filter against tricky, unscrupulous
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| Screening out unwanted and enemies
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| And no matter how the circumstances
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| I give my word, I will never keep it
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| That's how I decided to confess everything to you one-time, face-to-face
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| I appreciate the attention
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| No, you know, promises, but I'll try to fuck 2M18
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| As if tomorrow I'm going to jail |