The song for the radio - here it is, ready!
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Not a single bad word, and the chorus is pop.
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And let them try to find fault with me only later:
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Like, it does not fit the format of our station!
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I have not touched on a single forbidden topic in the text,
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Contradicted neither morality nor the law:
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You ask why I went to the microphone at all?
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Well, the rapper must read something over the Mouzon!
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Not a word about drugs, not a syllable about politics,
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Not a letter to the critics who are dissatisfied with me.
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I will not burden you with the fact that life is terrible,
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It's dangerous to go out into the street in the evening;
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Like the girl left, and the money is bad
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And like all that's left for me is to gasp and groan.
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No, everything is much simpler - making the face more serious,
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I mumble my rap to three thieves chords!
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Call me pop, blame me for what you want
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You will listen anyway, I know for sure.
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You can buy a disc from pirates and you won’t tell your friends
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Call me pop - I won't even be offended!
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I don't even get offended! |
I don't even get offended!
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I don't even get offended! |
I don't even get offended!
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The girls will call on the radio and ask:
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"Hello to the tenth "B", put Noize MC!"
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The DJ will answer "OK!" |
and click on Play,
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To the delight of the caller and her friends.
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Then, climbing like a climber on Everest,
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I'll get into the hit parade in one of the first places
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And I'll hang there until everyone gets bored,
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And then I'll release an album called "The Best",
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Where will this track be, plus twenty-five remixes.
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Here, I already see how the chicks are crowding at the counters,
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Excellent level of sales, bought the entire circulation,
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There is a frenzied hype around my person,
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Yes, I dream about it. |
And you don't seem to?
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Ah, you unrecognized genius... a street poet...
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Well, yes, where am I to you, I'm a mercantile redneck
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And I don't care about non-commercial hip-hop!
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Call me pop, blame me for what you want
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You will listen anyway, I know for sure.
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You can buy a disc from pirates and you won’t tell your friends
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Call me pop - I won't even be offended!
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I don't even get offended! |
I don't even get offended! |
I don't even get offended! |