My hands smell like weight.
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Hands smell like weight...
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Pow! |
Pow!
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I became a troublemaker, badman. |
I'm cool, man.
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My heads shake early - two, zero; |
bitch!
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Stop raggamuffin shit, jackal glow
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Umshakalaka laka-laka, paws in half.
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I will not serve you, my team is only for bits.
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Black thoughts, black faces, black Babylon.
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[Amma nigga, Ossetian|Ah, my nigga, a sunshine].
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Shorts, stole on the heels.
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This is my flaiva, bitch; |
Every second captain.
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I don’t eat body mist, it’s not pressed.
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To poke a sting is not in concepts, Alik crab.
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Alaikum, brother! |
How are you there? |
How is that?
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Himself something like Santa. |
Salam, Tamantha.
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While the women mow their eyes, in Digorsky on gundos,
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I didn’t powder my nose, I didn’t fool around, and we won’t quit fooling around.
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Style in trust, and we are closer to the people.
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Style in confidence!
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I'm funny man, peace man, no one no reason.
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Angry, ugly policeman live in my blood!
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Don't touch my freedom! |
Jah, Jah, bless my release, man.
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Sunshine my brother, just a listen to my song.
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I'm funny man, peace man, no one no reason.
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Angry, ugly policeman live in my blood!
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Don't touch my freedom! |
Jah, Jah, bless my release, man.
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Sunshine my brother, just a listen to my song.
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This sound is poison. |
We created chaos, that's for sure.
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If you eat it all with a bang, then I'm ready to bang them.
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According to them - I did not puzzle them, but right now
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On their lips, the stapler cries like never before.
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For 22 already, and from top to bottom. |
I'm up without dad.
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Not so much dirty and dick you will say that I am the youngest in the family.
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Today Toy for the whole world (his mother!)
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I have a Bugatti Veyron engine in me, and I'm flying to clean them up!
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I don't drive Versace or Prado.
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In black Huarache, I can look at your padre.
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Shedding laughter and tears, I'm spitting the fuck out of a bitch.
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Fuck her to the ends of the earth, when can I take my brother?
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And so, I am the customer, after the performer. |
My operating principle
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- Blow up, and then move the Tent and merge them.
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Then I break into a dazzling smile,
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And you are sad that this suit did not touch you in principle.
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I'm funny man, peace man, no one no reason.
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Angry, ugly policeman live in my blood!
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Don't touch my freedom! |
Jah, Jah, bless my release, man.
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Sunshine my brother, just a listen to my song.
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I'm funny man, peace man, no one no reason.
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Angry, ugly policeman live in my blood!
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Don't touch my freedom! |
Jah, Jah, bless my release, man.
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Sunshine my brother, just a listen to my song. |