| Hip-hop is my killer, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yo
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| I looked at the telly like an X-ray, identifying lies
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| Having the ability to distinguish, always stood his ground
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| While there someone mumbled, tried to do for the masses
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| An inner voice shouted: “Listen, this is an order!”
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| Prevention of evil, finger crooks break
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| You snitched it in vain, come on, tie it up, uncle
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| There are a lot of these beatmakers, by the evening - minus one
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| Red paste from the mouth, no one can find
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| We need a killer, and what do you know about him?
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| He quietly looks into the scope, the cartridge is already waiting
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| I glance at the clock, it doesn't give you a chance
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| A new CD is coming out, which means a new order
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| New photo in hand, another motherfucker
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| I shoot for sure, filled with anger to the brim
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| If alive, then for now, remember, this is mine
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| Don't touch, otherwise it's on the hands, this is for ODO, e-yo
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| Give me only a soft blanket, drink water, cigarettes
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| Exit to the roof where, sawed the castle all day
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| To rid rap from those who are condescending
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| Looks at the white light, and for sure
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| It's funny so (funny), put names next to each other
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| Combine both those and those, call it all like a wave
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| Let's be honest, we're on different shores
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| The trumpet calls while we live, while we do not think about ratings
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| And so at home in their songs
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| Like a white crow overtaking peers
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| And overtook those older
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| Let's go ahead and it's not a secret what's in our head, Mura (yeah)
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| Where Makka Nastra
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| Double strength, the one that can't be bought for bucks
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| Together, purely like that, brotherly
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| Graffiti decorate the area, hands in paint (yo, yeah)
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| As you hear, eeee (yes, yo)
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| Just like that, brotherly
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| Graffiti will decorate the area, hands in paint
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| As then I go to the light, e, e-yo, e
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| yo, ah
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| As then I go to the world, this is RB, not USA
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| Don't stand aside, you might just miss it, eeee
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| When we're at the end
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| Let's not lose heart for rap, we'll do a concert as a keepsake
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| As then I go to the world, this is RB, not USA
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| Don't stand aside, you might just miss it, eeee
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| When we're at the end
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| Let's not lose heart for rap, we'll do a concert as a keepsake, e
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| City of Minsk, e
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| mura
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| 2014, hip-hop is my killer
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| Let's make a concert for rap for memory |