| This style is overthrown fiend, upside down head
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| I shoot chicks like Spielberg, yeah!
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| My piece of the pie is not divided
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| While the Restaurateur is in business,
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| And how did you want?
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| For two weeks I have been bound hand and foot in a farce
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| Outgrew this ball and disappeared, that's a fact
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| Echo fucked a lady in a checker here
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| The course of the ladies where to sail you sailed to Wu-Tang
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| Come on now tell me what kind of rapper you are
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| How rich and multifaceted is your spiritual world
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| What smart words did you use in the title of the track
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| When you decided that you are the most fucked up
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| Who samizdat who was not banned jointly
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| Sodom in the area, Seryozha was not local
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| Black prior blind xenon light
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| I'm a xenophobe, if that's appropriate.
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| So, now let's go to the shelves
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| We don't need half a stone
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| Need a stone floor in the halls of the castle
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| Who in sliders does not blow his head
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| Like a female praying mantis
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| too closed
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| I grab the whip with rage
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| Who allowed these faggots to write poetry?
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| After all, it’s not for nothing that I want to stop them with a blow of the whip
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| And do it cool, like this,
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| But if I buried your skin
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| Our noise level is getting higher every time
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| Hear everything higher, vnature
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| I am a rare guest on the horizontal bar
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| I don't like caps and nonsense, bratul
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| I need strong
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| The pulse is quickened when I hear the hum of the hall of sharks, joker
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| From the early days I'm a bar wanderer like Aaron Paul
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| Shorten your tongue in blue fumes, bastard
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| I am the spirit of the battle - you are unlikely
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| Sperm spots on the dress
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| Bitch crying over Hachiko
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| The bitch pays for the boy
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| The bitch is tempting, the rumors are hushed up
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| It's fucking late if the bitch is cryptic
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| At night I will give a portion of fresh dirty goblin
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| Pati the syllable of the devil's syllable I
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| I will torture myself with an album with a logo only
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| While you with rhymes depressingly say only
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| Why on earth did you decide that everything is in order?
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| That I rubbed the strands with radium to be like Vladi
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| After all, I'm not Vysotsky's passion, I'm my own motive
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| Think fucking I'm a locomotive of noise
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| I am the locomotive of noise. |