| Hey
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| Slozhnie and Chemodan Clan
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| Che-che-che-che, ah
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| One two three four
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| Check it out yo
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| As if threatening violence or something like that
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| Accompanied by a groan of wire every step
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| We will open and enter the city in tight formation
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| I raise the gate, the cue ball normally covers
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| Don't call, don't rash, don't say goodbye
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| The hottest shit makes cabbage soup easier
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| It's too late to look for yourself in a sown panic
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| Expensive wheels, but a wreath in the trunk
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| And the view is not important, I can hardly walk into tomorrow
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| I leave the house without finishing breakfast
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| And without washing the dishes, such a foul
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| Insofar as the cold does not get
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| Opposite there are ten of them, and in a fierce batch
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| Having weighed the pros and cons, we stick together
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| Give me a sip and dispel the myth
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| My deadly flow, endless wheezing
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| The answer to the inquisitive spirit is dormant
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| Measures time object
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| Let's make a bet
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| Feed the spores of the wilds, the will of the poison of creatures will provide
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| The deserted world is carefree
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| Only watercolor, will not rake to the brim
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| We are on the round screen
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| Even though you fucking knocked the door mom
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| She's locked up believe me
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| Forced to accept, this bullshit has not been pleasant for a long time
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| And at the same time, we will stop lying to them |
| To friends from the gloomy arena
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| Owed to madness, drawing without skill
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| Still went crazy, breaking the same rules
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| And burned his protégé in a rented garage
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| Ugh, I hate this smell.
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| And it's already late (It's late), but if only there was enough air
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| Do you know how to do it? |
| (AND)
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| It's to gather the will into a fist and just take a step (Make a step)
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| And it's already late (A), but if only there was enough air
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| Do you know how to do it? |
| (AND)
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| It is to gather the will into a fist and just take a step
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| Wipe your feet when entering paradise
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| Choose whoever you want from Adam's rib
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| Fly among our flocks, we do not lay past the bit
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| This one and that one are with us, and there is no place for show-offs
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| We take your ears, we don't extinguish the fire in your eyes
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| And we are at the bottom of the future
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| The call is missed, you know, I'm under the bush
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| The clouds are thicker above us, it's easier for creeping creatures here
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| Rhyme flow will lead to a flood
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| On a cool cue ball, this current is to discharge the crowds
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| Don't need a key to the world of doors
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| I just don't want to get old, people are among the beasts
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| And, if only there was enough air around
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| We will enter you without knocking
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| And we'll leave without a sound, friend
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| A narrow circle in the morning, move behind the hydra |
| Music will dilute the background, what is not necessary - erase
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| City give me words and peaceful dreams at night
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| Music will not say stop, kilometers of laziness in the urn
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| I tirelessly carry it on my side
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| If a soldier is calm, then he won the war
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| Moura, DamaD and Dirty Louie, Bazuka
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| An outfit passes by, slowly, without a sound
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| All songs are about one thing, if you look deeply
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| How precious a minute of life is to us, because it's around the corner
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| Lies in wait in a black coat
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| Where is that ideal world, where, show it to me?
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| Give it to me, everything will be so easy
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| I hit the table with my fists, I make an angry face
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| Not enough for everyone, but take a step
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| You know how to do it, buddy, raise your fist up
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| Come on, just take a step
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| Come on, just take a step
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| And it's already late, but if only there was enough air
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| Do you know how to do it?
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| It is to gather the will into a fist and just take a step
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| And it's already late (It's late), but if only there was enough air
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| Do you know how to do it? |
| (AND)
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| It's to gather the will into a fist and just take a step (Make a step)
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| And it's already late (A), but if only there was enough air
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| Do you know how to do it? |
| It is to gather the will into a fist and just take a step
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| mura |