I left the house and the sun is shining in the fuck
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I looked at the clock, this time will not be enough for me
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Put it on MoneyTalk, we'll buy your bitch without cash
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Finger on the trigger, on the spot them bitches, all at once
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So hit 'em, Bentley and a couple villas
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They shoot us with their eyes like a carbine
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Our sound is trending, YouTube is trending
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In the kitchen we cook ice concretely and grow like mushrooms (higher, higher)
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And you are all comments, comments, comments
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You read badly, then you sit badly
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Then go mediocrity fuck off the stage
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Then pimp please come back
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Now nyasha, then goof, then fuck, then god
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Either cool, then die, then faggot
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That's one hundred, percent out of a hundred, what's true is true
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That's just where you won't understand
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I am me, in any incarnation and you can’t fit into my sneakers
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You ask: "What about dreams?"
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I will answer: "No way, you are not Vladi"
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These morons need Sabbath, as if under a creak
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To understand what I mean, homeboy, and even then with a creak
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Answer yourself, well, who are you?
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm nobody, and I was nobody
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Okay, well, who are you?
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm a star, and now I'm completely high
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Okay, well, who are you?
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On TV Helsing with glasses like Integra
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Sleeve in the eyes that sees through
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That the birds sang to me that they hate me
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Still deny, but want to be like
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Life is like an exam, it's all about work
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We throw meat on a baking sheet
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Being yourself is a scourge even in the breed
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This is the principle we do not deviate from it
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Do yourself, don't look at others
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Fly forward with the power of hundreds of turbines
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We created all those barriers ourselves
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Let the fucking world still be yours
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I was nobody once - the true truth
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There were only goals, but now everything is fucked up!
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm nobody, and I was nobody
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Okay, well, who are you?
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm a star, and now I'm completely high
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Okay, well, who are you?
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm nobody, and I was nobody
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Okay, well, who are you?
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Oh, yes, someone will say I'm a star, and now I'm completely high
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