| Yes, even if you are shod in galoshes,
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| You will see, one way or another, he will fool you
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| This is a personal batch, no one asked me about it
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| Letter to the fourth Yamakashi - on, suck!
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| Niga came up with the idea for the first diss
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| But this is not even a diss, but rather just thoughts
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| Pure shit doesn't sink, I understand
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| But this shit is not only not sinking, it also stinks
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| I want the whole country to know:
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| Within the garden ring, the original rat plies,
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| Who knows will understand what it is about,
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| And I don't see the point in naming the rat
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| People will download this track online or buy a CD,
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| But they may not get to the point,
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| But about twenty boys will be aware
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| From the area where I lead my excursions
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| I won't tell anyone that you are a rat,
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| Nobody knows how many people you sent,
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| God alone knows how many of yours you stole
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| And this song is not enough for the names of whom you passed
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| What can I expect from you asshole now?
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| What can you stupidly send home GNK
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| You are a freelancer there, your man
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| Let me give you a huckster, you give me a check
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| I didn't say your name, pay attention
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| There wasn't enough time, I'm a bitch, I forgot your name
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| If a friend was suddenly
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| And not a friend and not an enemy, but so
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| Put him in the class of bitches
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| Let him hang out there
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| If a friend was suddenly
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| And not an enemy and not a friend, but so
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| You must always be on the alert
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| You can expect everything, brother
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| Negative:
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| There are many songs and poems about friendship,
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| There are many words in them, cloyingly sweet and so unnecessary,
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| Besides, how many of their friends
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| Well at best a dozen
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| Tell me, are you sure about everyone? |
| You are worse
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| Ready to visit a cold without looking back,
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| Attend odinkavo and commemoration and dinners
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| Your smuts are loaded more than their own,
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| Lucky brother, lucky, just awful
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| It's so easy to take an oath of brotherhood when you're drunk,
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| Fearlessly get into a fight if there are a lot of us
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| It's like whiskey and soda, if you start, then drink to the bottom,
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| Otherwise, it was pointless to try
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| Here it is your first number, how proud it has become
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| Two family, the fourth is tired from work,
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| Spotted in drinking establishments, what should I count to a hundred?
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| Problem? |
| Well, pick it up. |
| Don't take? |
| That's it, but don't talk about friends in front of me
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| For three years there are no more grievances and not in business
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| All their presentations are sewn with white thread
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| Is it a joke to put names with black marks
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| I climbed the wall, howled, got into debt
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| Gnawed the earth, whined, called - help,
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| And everyone is so clear on the phone,
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| When meeting, look away,
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| We don't know each other. Friendship needs nerves of steel, native walls.
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| And a heart of stone to count losses
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| For many years, two, maximum three remained,
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| And the rest: hello, bitches, where are you?
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| If a friend was suddenly
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| And not a friend and not an enemy, but so
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| Put him in the class of bitches
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| Let him hang out there
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| If a friend was suddenly
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| And not an enemy and not a friend, but so
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| You should always be on the alert
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| You can expect everything, brother
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| Guf:
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| Caution, the construction of the flyover is underway,
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| Moscow — Krasnodar, Center — Triada,
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| Cooperation promises to be promising,
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| Negative from Guf and Guf from Negative |