| We were looking for light in the early distances of the sun,
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| Glances are bared from the past, wounded without guilt.
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| They were the first whites beyond the borders, arrows aimed skyward ...
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| Chorus:
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| A new wave of Ural hip-hop is on stage!
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| "Born to Rhyme" is ready to take off!
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| Give the microphones to us, we will read the lines,
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| Let the ceilings shake - the Gods are knocking on us!
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| We throw explosive grenades of words right into the hall!
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| The pin is torn out - catch a shrapnel strike!
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| "Born to Rhyme"! |
| We continue on!
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| Rap can be different, and there is no need for falsehood!
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| We were looking for light in the early distances of the sun,
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| Glances are bared from the past, wounded without guilt.
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| They were the first whites beyond the borders, arrows aimed skyward ...
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| Learning the word "life"...
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| And gradually, instantly, foam boiled through the veins,
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| And the scene commands the faithful, devoted to the cause!
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| For many, they have become a vaccine, Rap in the fight against suicide!
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| From the bottom of my heart, Fatherland, fiery greetings from the Son!
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| Focus settings, image clarity from the street!
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| A new style! |
| News, details of our songs!..
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| Everything was burning there, molded from the ashes, everything bright faded!
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| But over the years, faith grew stronger, and we climbed out of the ashes! |
| It was not enough - we took it! |
| If there is a lot, they gave it to others!
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| Fight for world peace in a one-on-one battle!
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| Until the hearts have gone cold, while we are alive and breathing!
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| Russia, Russian rap "Born to Rhyme" must hear!..
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| Chorus:
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| A new wave of Ural hip-hop is on stage!
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| "Born to Rhyme" is ready to take off!
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| Give the microphones to us, we will read the lines,
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| Let the ceilings shake - the Gods are knocking on us!
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| We throw explosive grenades of words right into the hall!
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| The pin is torn out - catch a shrapnel strike!
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| "Born to Rhyme"! |
| We continue on!
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| Rap can be different, and there is no need for falsehood!
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| II
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| I scream inside myself: Pain, hate go away!
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| Scars, stitches - don't talk about the past!
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| I see, I do not see, but I know and hear,
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| Like time, water flows from the bottom.
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| The abyss is one, in it the whole world is knee-deep...
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| They bite on weekdays - they will eat every day!
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| It is true that I believe that I am not wasting time.
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| Banner, seed - sowed the power of "7i - Family" ...
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| Take care of people outside my door,
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| I will pray for them every day!
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| Don't wait for news, beast, go into the shadows.
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| "Born" and "7i" will cover you, believe me!
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| If you are brave in spirit, but suddenly the sun has set, |
| Don't you dare stop the case - you will lose first.
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| And we will be alive for years, talents have not cooled down
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| Those born with rhyme have not forgotten their family!
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| Chorus:
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| A new wave of Ural hip-hop is on stage!
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| "Born to Rhyme" is ready to take off!
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| Give the microphones to us, we will read the lines,
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| Let the ceilings shake - the Gods are knocking on us!
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| We throw explosive grenades of words right into the hall!
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| The pin is torn out - catch a shrapnel strike!
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| "Born to Rhyme"! |
| We continue on!
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| Rap can be different, and there is no need for falsehood!
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| III
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| Back on stage, we became stronger, we forgot what happened ...
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| Whatever the walls were, we remained people.
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| Were the first white arrows, soaring into the sky,
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| They remained themselves on the one hand.
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| Not creating idols, not copying styles,
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| Without imitating anyone, we became what we became.
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| This is my rap, my way, don't you dare judge me!
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| "Born to Rhyme" on stage - New Wave!..
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| Chorus:
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| A new wave of Ural hip-hop is on stage! |
| Faith!
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| "Born to Rhyme" is ready to take off! |
| Faith!
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| Give the microphones to us, we will read the lines, Freedom!
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| Let the ceilings shake - the Gods are knocking on us! |
| Freedom! |
| We throw explosive grenades of words right into the hall! |
| Hope!
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| The pin is torn out - catch a shrapnel strike! |
| Hope!
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| "Born to Rhyme"! |
| We continue on! |
| Love!
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| Rap can be different, and there is no need for falsehood! |
| Love!
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| © «Born to rhyme». |
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