| I will remember with a smile
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| all your attempts all your mistakes
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| I will remember and draw strength
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| so that in my style I go further
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| and do not lead me astray with unnecessary laws
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| don't rip my head off with unnecessary corrals
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| respect for one's experience
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| bow to your city for this school
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| and I will remember with a smile
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| all fates are gifts, all love moments
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| I will remember and draw strength
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| so that in my style I go further
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| I'm not a poet of the streets, I'm a kid from the district
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| thieves, entrances my school
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| and I only do what rushes me
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| plus hip hop inside me - no one will take it away
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| and we love easier, understand hints
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| look deeper, but far away
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| we are all a little fools oh-e,
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| but my boys have the best dope in moscow
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| and we stand at the shops, we drive in the left lanes on the highways
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| our crosses go towards fate
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| times were different, gave ecstasies, punished, but we remained in our minds
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| no, of course there were stupid moments
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| there was complete nonsense in my head, there is no baraz, specifically.
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| but does it all matter now
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| this question is harder than the answers
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| chorus
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| there was a time we thumped checks
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| there was a time for chicks finally they didn’t give us
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| there was a time with the boys on the box playing football players
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| there was a time under speeds we erased the enamel
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| there was a time to his beloved ran with flowers
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| there was a time of parting and a time of different bedrooms
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| then the time of his secret, the time of war, the time of borrowing.
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| there was a time for smoke, there was a time for the cops to breathe down our necks.
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| but once we are in the alley, I remember flashing my red puma sneakers
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| somewhere in the yards, even if one was accepted, the other had staff
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| always competently, but cops like us also take their own from this fuss
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| we all need a hell of a lot of time to do it, and there we will have something to regret |