| I woke up in the morning, the blue was gone.
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| The guys under the window, like on wheelbarrows.
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| Something is clearly rubbing, waiting, you see, for someone.
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| Wasn't I gifted with this shit?
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| There are thirty-two rings on my pipe
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| And a dozen SMS from these balloons.
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| Come on out, let's talk right now.
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| Why ** al, it was our boy.
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| It is necessary to dry out, it is necessary to pull in black.
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| We need to call the guys back, let them break through the ward.
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| They don't press on crosses, it's ugly.
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| Although there will find three normal morons.
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| Okay, they called back, as ours will drive up.
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| X * whether to go out, there are Mavashi.
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| Fifteen people. |
| I'm not Bruce Lee to you.
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| What is Bruce Lee? |
| I'm not even Van Damme.
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| The "hundredth" drives up, three muzzles.
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| Like what and how, are we waiting for the guys for someone?
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| They got something, showed something.
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| Mine is on call, garbage from the Organized Crime Control Department.
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| Some hang out here, some at the back entrance.
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| Pull the fuck fast in sports fashion.
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| Leave the yards, pull to the bridge.
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| To the left of the fork, to the right of the post.
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| If you want something, then do everything clearly.
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| Remember about kneading, shackles, gratings.
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| If you twist the numbers, do it silently.
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| The flock did not fall, the flock will tear to shreds.
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| Along fences, garages, then lanes.
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| Between the school and the garden, the old nooks and crannies.
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| Yes, what kind of urka is there? |
| In drunken courage.
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| Draws to adventure, beckons with hemorrhoids.
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| Along that yellow pipe, straight along the ledge,
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| I went down to the ground, fuck you will catch up with me
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| I'm a stubborn guy, my mother shouted to me:
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| "Hey, run, son, the legs feed the wolf."
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| The dogs have fallen on their tails, I run fast.
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| I stomp through puddles, I think for a rat.
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| Who set me up? |
| Who needs it?
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| N*era, they came right into the hut.
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| I ran like that for an hour, ran out to the barrel.
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| I immediately jumped into the wheelbarrow, then over the bumps to the point.
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| The day was very gray, the clouds got out.
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| I remember how they hung out, celebrated their birthday.
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| The suitcase was there like Ashot
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| Yes, Ashot is in the country, with Sasha the Cypriot.
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| After the club they pulled up to Gnome,
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| And he took them like... Tom took them.
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| Did you call him? |
| Call Tom.
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| Hello, this is Bird, are you still with Ashot?
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| Tell him, "He's a f**k, I got busted."
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| Say: "Near the house, guys from the Organized Crime Control Department."
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| They are looking for him, let him turn on the mobile.
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| Who cares? |
| Let him at least twist it.
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| The whole office knows who the bitch is firing at,
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| Let him come to his senses, let him solve questions.
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| If you want something, then do everything clearly.
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| Remember about kneading, shackles, gratings.
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| If you twist the numbers, do it silently.
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| The flock did not fall, the flock will tear to shreds.
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| If you want something, then do everything clearly.
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| Remember about kneading, shackles, gratings.
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| If you twist the numbers, do it silently.
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| The flock did not fall, the flock will tear to shreds. |