| Life itself
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| Yes, it is
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| Sin for sin
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| We spin around this
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| Around the same rules, you know?
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| Check it out!
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| From Bałuty straight ahead, in the shadow of skyscrapers, a second once, a short stop
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| Give me a break, God, I carry my life on my shoulders
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| Among the fake as a transformer
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| The world shows fucking irony, a problem?
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| Sin for sin, you know how it is, the hand will not tremble
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| Though the last laugh I am, I'm still serious
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| Time rotates and we rotate between blocks
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| Away from lazy Kens and underdeveloped Barbie's
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| Blow for blow, the eternal law, with progress to the side
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| I can vouch for what I know, having a concept
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| He's a bogus with a fake pot, no fucking curiosity
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| Drilled with the attitude of who has power in their hands
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| The angel builds up self-confidence, for old times
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| Do you know what blows the poor man? |
| Wisdom is dwindling
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| Sin for sin, three against three, knot for knot
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| Blood for blood, fear for fear, fist for fist or backwards
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| Sin for sin, three against three, knot for knot
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| Blood for blood, fear for fear, fist for fist and full speed ahead
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| Teeth on the ground, mouths like Reni, in the colors of the rainbow
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| Overcome sentiments, do deeds
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| Conquer the motherfuckers and not get cash
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| Mother gave the brains, try to figure it out
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| How to live with dignity and be human
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| How to stop the form of bad drugs
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| Do what is given to you when you have reason
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| Sin for sin and go on
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| How to live with dignity and be human
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| How to stop the form of bad drugs
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| Do what is given to you, if you have reason
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| Sin for sin and go ahead, yeah
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| Twice the chu, shit me a shortcut
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| You can wait, believe me
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| Let your ass get better in your breasts
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| In matters of connection, this is pure truth, brotherhood
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| Bałucki hip-hop is not for export, but for kumaty people
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| Melted into the greyness of life, as in the Adriatic Sea
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| Away from the premier league, it's not a fucking blind date like Ibish
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| Time to avenge the guilt, sin for sin in the shadow of skyscrapers
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| A second, two, a short stop, I want to find you
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| It was not the time for tears, but ours here, I and we persevered
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| And the same story, needless to say
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| Grief over the city like Pegasus
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| And the Baluca land is in our hands
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| I will not give up to the motherfuckers, I have to give, spit on mine
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| Watch the coward hide his head behind the project
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| More than anxiety goes to rub, sex, the secret is places in the city
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| Where the aggression police parade in mistakes
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| It's not like that, are you sure?
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| Nobody will be a gentleman for rudeness
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| You sold a buddy, you sold yourself
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| A sin for sin, as inseparable as scratch and DJ Premier
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| The problem is, take a bundle, your commoners
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| What is arguing about conscience, ignore me in provocation
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| It is as certain as faith, because it makes sense
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| This love is not in dollars, because it makes sense
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| It is as certain as noise, because it makes sense
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| Balucka bond, you know what it is like, sin for sin
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| Sin for sin |