Mom sorry if I ever disappointed you
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Because of this way of life, I created the path myself
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I didn't cheat people, they cheated on me
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I wanted to know how much they would fight for a dinar
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And betray you when you least expect it
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I wanted to know the feeling when you fall into a trap
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To get burned and know it for the second time
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This life is short but very expensive
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There are a lot of garbage, mutts, garbage in my business
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People who work without their work face names
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They underestimate me because of their current fame
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But I have the advantage because I learned to fall
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And when I meet them hungry it is a meeting of truth
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They are nobody and nothing fame quickly slips away
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And the street opened up like a volcano swallowing in a minute
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So they grab me quickly to get out of my way
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An attack on 93 is just an attempt
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Extinguished and trampled like a fucking cigarette butt
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I'm not underground, I'm more alive than the river
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Underground is a dead rapper underground
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Belgrade clocks are ticking much faster
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Our streets are fast, they can't keep the direction
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All those who do not belong to us
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Serbia is the Zoo, the fence is the Balkans
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I spend rhyme in a minute, when Capone gets a Thompson
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Positive on cash as Magic Johnson's hit
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Life is like a BMW, so I drive it red
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If wealth is a diversion, I have long since turned away
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Because what the fuck am I breathing if my breath isn't paid
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The title is the euro, I'm on the penalty spot like Pancev
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The world is much more beautiful when you look at it like we do
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Through cvikere made in Italy
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93, you don't get this but your child will
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It takes a whole century for FU to be understood
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Pocket, the pocket must be full when the notebook is filled
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Our lines are prints of earned cash
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How many more times will I roll my eyes
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How many thousands of euros to count my hand
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How many thousands of haters are waiting for me at the end of the wandering
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How many thousands of fakers my words will swallow
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And tomorrow when shit I can't digest
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There will be negative comments on the net
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If they dared to call, he would slap them
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Because the caves are small because they don't know how to make cash
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So it bothers them that we are the only real heads in the game
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We are not at the level of one day we live those days
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We fill those patterns, smoke our curries
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Voke is counting the money, now greet the palm trees
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We've burned across the pond so many times already
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That we are no longer the first to cross the oceans
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I take off one, when I land the other day
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I don't have time for a jet leg, a new plan is already in my head |