I'm making money here so I don't die
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I smile a little in the company of sweet and dead
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If you like who I am, don't try to change me
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I live how I have to live, you know!
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Every day every night
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Life wants to be drawn away, you know!
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I don't feel people, I feel the night
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You want to change me, not help, so fuck me!
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I have cheap looks
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Money is far from the Arabs
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What is the trouble, who will tell me?
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Sweet ones are removed from our joint, they don’t even smear
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I'm from a place where they killed for a fucking gadget,
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How else can someone not fall asleep hungry
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This verdict is far from fashionable
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I am a musician who does not know a single note,
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But I know where to get banknotes when the bitch is pressing!
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I know what to do so that everything is nice
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There are runs on the streets
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I'm dope caffeine I'm sleepy
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I work so that the pocket is full
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I'm still the same at 24, I'm killing myself with all sorts of rubbish
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From the top and the red tower I send money to my mother
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They ask for a new flash when the fingers are starving
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Do you think you understand the point? |
you don't know me
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Where they unpack quietly and don't make fun of hydroponics
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PVL is the same Rio where, to a certain extent, dronik
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And another channel 8, and the punks are pushing the zones,
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And you drag money from your mother and hang out under alcohol, this is Bullshit
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I don't have cheap labels
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This is the very style that these kids are asking for.
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Niman, Skripi go hard! |
and put on all your babbling
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Each single is so hard, not the one that will be thrown into ashes
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Ok, there is a whole squad of us, we do staff without much effort
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Everything you need is at hand, swill for puppies
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These bitches crave the show, holiday parade
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I am that fight, take your line
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I know what to do so that everything is nice
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There are runs on the streets
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I'm dope caffeine I'm sleepy
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I work so that the pocket is full |