| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
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| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
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| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
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| Trust us 220, online, online
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| And my soul is like a punishment cell and I'm there to gray hair
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| I will be tough, like a pike, I will be Ossetian
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| I see, famously shoals spun, tramps
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| On the micro, I need to correctly put on this tape
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| With my blood this steak lies in the pan
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| Not to be uncombed, hairstyle to zero
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| This meat for people was cut with a flick knife
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| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
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| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
|
| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
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| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
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| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
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| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
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| This life is a resentment bitch, we wind like in a forest
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| And boiling this soup about crooks and bitches
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| I'm drunk - this is not the point, what needs to be conveyed
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| There was a case, there will be a court, here it is dick - let them suck
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| Here for a dose on the pen, the burden of operas
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| You will die from an overdose or a belly to the pen
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| Russian brother be healthy, your king was naked
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| Yes, all the wilds are fucked up, life is a fucking hippodrome
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| On the micro, I need to correctly put on this tape
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| With my blood this steak lies in the pan
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| Not to be uncombed, hairstyle to zero
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| This meat for people was cut with a flick knife
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| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
|
| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
|
| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
|
| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
|
| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
|
| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
|
| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
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| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
|
| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
|
| And explore cruelly morally, from a height
|
| Recognize your moves - let's sit, let's sit
|
| There will be time to thresh, there will be smoke, and you too
|
| Find yourself through binoculars, find yourself young
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| And explore cruelly morally, from a height |