Punchman, punchman, punchman, punchman
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We don't need your love, prepare the best fighters
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More deeds, less words, in unison with the cosmos
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Punchman, punchman, punchman, punchman
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No matter how many foreheads there are, they all have one outcome
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Every day we are at the starting point and God himself is with us
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All heads off shoulders, no need to teach me, but
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I have a conscience and honor, I know how it is
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And let this voice in the mind sound again
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Nami leads, do not bake, do not fear, on a kimono
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New day, new fighter and new entrance to the cage
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I am a target, their goal is what I carry under a cap
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I'm like the shadow of these streets, the smoke has become so bold
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No time to sweat for a long time, one swing and everything is in pieces
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Son, punchman, my walk is light
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Punchman, to everyone who fired from high
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Stone fist always ready to dance
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If you wanted something there, first weigh all the chances
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Punchman, I love to laugh in those situations
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When some crybaby treats about tsatsks
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Having rotten vans and nominations
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Bitch ballast, not zeros on the balance sheets, punchman
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It's not about fucking bucks and not about faxed
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It's not about who is the gangsta and who is bogged down in these fairy tales
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To the one who carries strollers here, there is no time to doubt
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Punches eat often, but there is a problem with motivation
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Fly in, kids, fresh promotion
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The ripest punches, don't give a fuck
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While the cops from below are clattering their teeth
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Our streets are hurried like in levitation
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Sticky fingers sculpt Johnny giant
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Our faces don't need masks
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There will always be those who go the distance
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By creating tol we will leave the dokatan
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Punchman, punchman, punchman, punchman
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We don't need your love, prepare the best fighters
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More deeds, less words, in unison with the cosmos
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Punchman, punchman, punchman, punchman
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No matter how many foreheads there are, they all have one outcome
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Every day we are at the starting point and God himself is with us |