Believe it or not, twelve years one moment
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Spinning time on the flywheel axes
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I'm somewhere in Yakutsk, I hide the micro in a down jacket
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I'm sixteen, at the windows, stuck on sneakers
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I and life are vis-a-vis, and everything went differently
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But we were looking for positive everywhere from different angles
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We do not waste time, do not remember the idle past
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But whatever happens, brother, I'm always happy for you at the table
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Here money is not the ceiling
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Let it be pathetic, but we appreciate what the sky has given us
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And how to behave on stage, you know that's the standard
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We were not looking for easy ways and marked decks
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Believe it or not, twelve years one moment
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Spinning time on the flywheel axes
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We are again with love, because this is our flavor
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We're back with love, 'cause we can't be stopped, no!
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The planet is spinning, spinning, we are on Mars together
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The planet is spinning, spinning, we transmit thoughts
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The planets are spinning, the years are running away
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Water time, MARS forever!
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If rap is about the truth, then here's mine
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We are no longer a group of friends, we are a family
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Music forever, like our last name
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Do not buy or sell, offer at least a billion
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Pleasant ill i die, I learned to fly there
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On old T-shirts, mixtapes in cars, in the pocket mower
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To the studio instead of sleeping, such a Moscow lifestyle
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J Dilla in the ears, the subway is so stuffy, we are twenty at the start
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Have become older I will not hide, if you want rams is not worth it
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Our name in history, slow flow is joe
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Little one is waiting for you, were the new school
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Have become old but sound fresh
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Here's a long jump, Dellorian slow down
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Twelve years have passed, followed by twelve winters
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We're out of time But we're out of time, Marcel!
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The planet is spinning and spinning. |
we are on mars together
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The planet is spinning and spinning. |
we transmit thoughts
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The planets are spinning, the years are running away
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Water time, MARS forever! |