Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Life is like a painting; |
I draw like Pablo ('casso)
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I draw like Pablo ('cobar), don't look for narcotics
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I compose and algorithm, I string my harmony
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I pass by dozens of people talking about me like a Lambo
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I throw it into me, I clenched my fist (This is Server Uraz)
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I won't tell anyone that I hit the wall
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I'll shut up, I won't say I'm standing on the edge of the cliff
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That I devise a new assassination plan every night
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Open wounds, it's about money, money talks
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Lying stinks in that expensive perfumed shirt
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This life brought me an eighty-five degree slope on my hand
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None of them touch as much as you are a treacherous dog
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I'm in Bur what's missing to cover
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I can't drink it, I can't be thirsty, I have a very clear problem; |
in advance it
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Moon! |
Piece of cake! |
What did you think, is it just your pocket?
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Epidemic share of the debt, Green Room the share of the debt!
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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I was closing my eyes and dreaming of something beautiful
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Memories poured out before me, my soul fell tired
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Sometimes I stood strong, but I was still afraid of this pressure
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Life was never smiling, looking at us and not smiling
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Wolves were falling inside us
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Maybe they knew our place
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Who's hanging out with whom in 'bur'
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There's a paranoid kind of mind inside my brain right now
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Even if you want, it won't stay still
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You wouldn't want to be in my place
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I think I'm about to go subtly insane
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I can't get myself in order-museum
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Let me fix a shape
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Most of them talk about me back and forth
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Look, you can't clear my head
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Reminds me of the blind
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Why live this slavery for me
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
|
How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
|
How far is this? |
until death?
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Throw in, throw, throw, throw, throw
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How far is this? |
until death? |