Shut your mouth because you're talking mercilessly
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And don't say it like that - sorry, mate, not necessarily
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You sniff like hyenas and my every slip
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You celebrate and value at the super express level
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My bad investments are your fetish
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You so shamelessly value them all the time
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Pick up another news item and set the submissive crowd on fire
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You will satisfy your needs, they will be grateful to you
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Believe me, I know the taste of these consequences
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You know him too he is as bitter as cancer can be ruthless
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When you play with the word for hecy for fun, stabbing you in the back
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Theses cold as steel without asking for specifics
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Think over your entertainment recipe before they fall
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Counterattacks that you will accept as a fine in return for that
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What you pushed forcefully down your throat, mistaking it for courage
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Your weakness and a thousand empty words in it - son of a bitch
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LET ME SAY SOMETHING BEFORE YOU SAY
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BEFORE YOUR JUDGMENT BRIBES THE WHOLE ROOM
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LET ONE STEP AWAY, I'LL ADMIT YES, IT WAS A MISTAKE
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LET'S DRINK TODAY FOR THIS HERE ALL TOGETHER
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I have to throw up again, what would be the content,
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I'm Daniel hello and this is how it's recorded |
What a meeting you haven't been here for ages
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And I soon hear that I'm the one who's not fucking talking
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I wanted to forget you, I didn't want to know you at all
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Charm won't work unless you live here somewhere
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I have burned many bridges, want to cross rivers
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Just like that, a moron will get a second chance
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Pour a bucket of nonsense onto the pavement of colorful blinds
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Although I dress a lot of shit in metaphors, look
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We have a color here, the Louvre won't swallow it
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…do you feel a pulse?
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What's not passed away, they say not to scratch my wounds
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It feels like one step away from the stars
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Before my eyes my life and slides run
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I'm writing a sequel because I can't fucking turn back time -- Max Payne
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I know that you know better what is good and what is bad and which path should I choose
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With whom to record with whom to pic and whom to trip up
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What I can and what I cannot for my image
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You - mental police always at the station
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My world -- I don't let just anyone in here
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I don't sell just anything here, I don't avoid moving my head
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Maybe you're mistaking me for another person and that's why we're out of our way
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And you can still see my back and you would like to lead the crew |
And I know it very well, because when I was at the bottom myself
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It's not one of you motherfuckers who has deigned to visit me
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Now everyone is standing here, pimped up to the neck
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And she puts on a good face for a bad game, thinking that she won't discover it
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It's all so clear you don't think you've found the fool
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Because we are separated by kilometers and only vodka connects us
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And you will never see me where the happy bunch is going
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In this film, we go different ways for everyone, it's a different rate - Dżej |