| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
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| One has only to shine, as everything fades
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| It all depends on the amount of energy
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
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| One has only to shine, as everything fades
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| It all depends on the amount of energy
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| I am a rider
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| I saddle the beat, I rivet the songs
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| Fucked up, and I will eat
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| Until the fuck breaks
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| We still have no one
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| Doesn't make it more interesting
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| Rocking a new vibe
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| Pumped five-seater
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| For those who are excited
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| For those whose life is a kinchik
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| I take everything from life
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| I'm a rock'n'roller like Kinchev
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| From old ones that are taken out for words
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| Not like today
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| I am not a successor
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| And the instigator
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| Now they all sing on the tune
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| They imitate me
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| Russian rap is crazy
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| They are all confused
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| All of them in total
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| I erupt with lyrics
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| On a new beat like Vesuvius
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| We build schemes
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| Trying to achieve more
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| How do we all
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| There are subtle vibrations
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| There is a tremor
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| I can give bass
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| I can give tenor
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| Cameras will only remember
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| What will I wear
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
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| One has only to shine, as everything fades
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| It all depends on the amount of energy
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
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| One has only to shine, as everything fades
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| It all depends on the amount of energy
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| Freshness is the measure of freedom
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| Is to feel at home
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| under the sky,
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| And not expensive things
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| In Instagram on photo
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| These cunts are not freshmen,
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| And freaks and fagots
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| I bake muzlo for us
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| For the fumbling, not for the masses
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| Better than a thousand pieces of glass
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| One diamond
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| I'm taller than a boeing
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| Higher than airbus
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| Burn out what we conceived
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| Polyubas
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| I went to raise
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| From the fact that I'm funny
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| And I fortanulo:
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| Chance popped up like a leprechaun
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| Build bridges with Gufaka
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| Clip,
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| But still I weave
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| About what I see around
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| I'm not under anyone's influence
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| I know who I am
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| It doesn't happen that I was - not me
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| I embody that
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| What did you plan ahead
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| I'm hungry for the stage
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| I will eat them like a piranha
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| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
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| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
|
| One has only to shine, as everything fades
|
| It all depends on the amount of energy
|
| Do not remove the style by stupidly taking measurements
|
| It's something from above - to be fresh to death
|
| One has only to shine, as everything fades
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| It all depends on the amount of energy |