People change, everyone has their own head,
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Someone is working, someone is dope, someone is crazy,
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I won’t say for everyone who has what business,
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But those who know me sincerely wish good.
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Those whom I respected petty sank to the bottom,
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My ex right now, gave birth to someone.
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My classmates are already someone's director,
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And I. |
I've always been like this.
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First the court and contra, the first glass of wine,
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Then the beloved left, parties began until the morning.
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Plus stupidity and vanity,
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Years passed: draft, dry land, water.
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Right now, music and brotherhood. |
And I am completely satisfied with everything,
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I am not a man - a mountain, but the strength was given to me
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Speak words, and from the first notes of the beat,
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When my crowd rocks
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This means I'm alive, and not in vain all this propulsion!
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Chorus:
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It's not for you and me to decide for other people,
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Many endure, someone run, the third fly,
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We must appreciate and respect every day,
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After all, this is our life, and it is she who is beautiful.
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Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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If you think about it, you can trigger the release of endorphins.
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My grandfather taught me to read when I was 6
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And I soon began to perform in front of my grandmother in the kitchen.
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"Oh Poems, well done, granddaughter!"
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And now, after a year from the stage, I'm already reading songs about bitches to the crowd.
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The past teaches: "Do not regret anything, be proud that you live."
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Gold words,
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It is only necessary that the nervous system endure and have enough mind.
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And so we have our own wave and we will move on it.
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I want to find love, not just fuck.
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You know we can make it rain hail
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And as a result, then you get lemonade with ice.
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The main thing is to believe and not to squander yourself
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Walk with clear eyes among pixels and mazekas,
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The world is made up of roses and tulips
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And the life of each of us is worthy of memoirs.
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Chorus:
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It's not for you and me to decide for other people,
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Many endure, someone run, the third fly,
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We must appreciate and respect every day,
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After all, this is our life, and it is she who is beautiful.
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Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
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If you think about it, you can trigger the release of endorphins. |