Vicious circle
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Where it is customary to coo until you are a corpse
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I will grind and you will be crushed
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Semi-true, I'm balance, not trans-true (Wooh)
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Make it hot like nine hells, huh
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If I'm on stage - I smile in both eyes (Burn with a blue flame)
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If I'm not God, it's because I wear Prada
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A collective image of rappers?
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No, my dear, it's not true
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Making honey
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Yeah, me and the boys make honey, uh
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I jump into the hive as if into a house (Mojdom)
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Like Demon said, his staff is fly
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Cooking in one pot is nonsense
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Here everyone cooks in one pot
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The problem of one soul each soars
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I jump into the hive and into the city in the fog (City in the fog)
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I will smash anyone who will frame his face
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Yes, I'm young, but I was even younger
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Rap is so
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To convey to you at least a little about the burden that weighs
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I make my own beat
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Surprise. |
Surprise. |
(Surprise) Surprise. |
(Surprise) Surprise
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Surprise. |
Surprise. |
Surprise. |
(Surprise me) Surprise me
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Surprise. |
Surprise. |
Surprise. |
Surprise
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Surprise. |
Surprise. |
Surprise. |
Surprise
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It's like I filled your ears with mercury for all of you
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Do you like what I, the drone, sang
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Out of a hundred comments, ten are only anger
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And as if with a sharp dagger, sorry, I
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Forced to hurt you with a sting
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I know what I'm doing, gasoline in my hands
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Zippo is flying, I'll end up on fire (I know)
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I know I didn't expect
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Drink kerosene, stupid marginal
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You were trampled on Korzh's gig
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I raised my voice while the people were sleeping (My people)
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To hell with a pen trial
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I fry like molotov, hit like a bee
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I know that the right is for once
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I know that a squad will stand up for me (We)
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Making honey
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Yes, the guys and I are making honey, yeah
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I'm dancing on stage and nothing can save me, no
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We melt the ice
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Yes, my people and I are melting ice, yeah
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I know who will be with me to the end
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And who will survive, uh
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roll up your lip
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Otherwise I'll roll it into concrete
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And I don't care what's on those Vuitton
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And I don't care that I'm tired. |
Need to do
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Heat up the crowd
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Can't you see they are waiting for me
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You are climbing into the wrong hole
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Roy for its own is a closed club |