Lolek Dejavu, I have dreams at night
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He has such power that he opens every door
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He will help you fly away into the unknown
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Turn around buddy, feel what's going on!
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A long pause, a hostile environment long ago
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It's okay, there's an opportunity no one sees, it's already mine
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I'll call here, it'll burn out there, I need more and more
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A lot of stress, the golden fleece behind this wall pays off
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It's hard to sleep, the package solves the pain problem
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Big portion, Cossack grade, five I understand
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Sometimes they will take a look at the orient, alone or in a group
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Uniform whores, they have shit in their ass
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The next female dog is scouting, cut off peace I like
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Essence from backyards, stress killer I know what I'm talking about
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I spent the last sum in the trowel, savior of consciences
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Let's turn to ashes, I feel death close, the sight of coffins
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I prowl high-end goods, high natural
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A few pieces, a black pipe, opal to whiteness, a cloud
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To the rescue scam, Incognito, you understand
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I don't know how, I don't know where, I don't know where, I don't say anything!
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Lolek DejaVu, I have dreams at night
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He has such power that he opens all doors |
He will help you fly away into the unknown
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Turn around buddy, feel what's going on
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Another day of excitement passes in a world full of dangers
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In the evening I fry lola to forget about stress
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It's not a seasonal fashion, like your three stripes on a tracksuit
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For me, it's obvious, like autumn after summer
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A safe haven, silence and a loved one
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The smell of Cheese is spreading and I'm already optimistic
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After exhausting missions, it soothes better than lemon balm
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I close myself in my world, I create an analysis in my mind
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I multiply ideas, again not one foggy vision
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It occupies the head, and in a moment it sputters
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Maybe the police will open the window again on the signal
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It quickly reminds you that this street can be slippery
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Look after us, God, let your spark burn
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And it will be fine, I'm not looking for happiness in profits
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I multiply values, but not like a materialist
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In the meantime, I'm finishing this phrase because I'm getting close to the whistle!
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Lolek DejaVu, I have dreams at night
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He has such power that he opens all doors
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He will help you fly away into the unknown
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Turn around buddy, feel what's going on
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I'm flying somewhere high, high doses of THC |
They take me with them where the oxygen is cleaner
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No flaws, silence, peace, although a million thoughts in the head
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I always focus on one, I will earn again today
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I smoke, lie down, dream, these are not material matters
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Although in the world I live in, I can't do without it
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I don't care what ... from how many to how many are threatened for what
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How much will I earn on it, or will I buy it for free
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In the fumes of smoke, burn it, lolek dejavu turlajko
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Remove the sweetness from the samarka, this aroma is very tempting
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Fat peak up to the fingers, resin sticks
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My beloved, ever faithful Ganja welcomes you
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She has been with me since morning, dressed in a foil bag
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It kills me with its smell, I absorb more and more of it
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She will go ORMO before the bell is not her style bro
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Lolek dejavu I fly away when it burns
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Lolek DejaVu, I have dreams at night
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He has such power that he opens every door
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He will help you fly away into the unknown
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Turn around buddy, feel what's going on |