There are five kilos on my crate
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As I tell Maya that they are friends
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And I don't even know who they really are
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Because so much dust in your nose reduces your sense of smell
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So much in the nose it boggles your mind
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I was Sonia and now I'm Kum
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I was Tonia, now I'm Sosa
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You still can't see beyond your nose
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You know I'm ready to take risks
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When I judge that you are important to me
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You know I'm ready to take risks
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But I still get pissed off when I see that you were petty
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There are no innocent victims
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I'm sick of all the irrelevant people
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Blind and deaf when it comes to shit
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Nice and stupid when it comes to shit
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Mutavih when taking sides
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Correct only when they take a few grams
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Brothers from another mother
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You're telling me fairy tales in a flash
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You show respect
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You say you'll be there when shit happens
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But you're not there, you've never been
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You were just a wolf and drank, pretending to be alive, ooo...
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Hahaha...
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And I never need help
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Maybe I'll call you to see if you'll come
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Maybe I'm calling you to see if you're available
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And you're still there for me when you're away
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You know I never need money
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You know I can always manage on my own
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I just want to see who my friend is |
It's not enough that Mina bleats friends
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And maybe life really has no purpose?
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I don't have the same trip anymore either
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But I will always aim for the top
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Isn't that a higher goal?
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And maybe life really has no purpose?
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No purpose!
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I don't have the same trip anymore either
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Same trip!
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But I will always aim for the top
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To the top!
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Isn't that a higher goal, huh? |