Rumor has it there's a pimp in this gym
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Who brought Young Pimp?
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere
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It's not just rap
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It is more than
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I don't give a fuck about everything - this is Schokk content
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Write diss as much as you want
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Nobody needs you anyway
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It's not my fault that a blogger reads better than you
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Slaves of brands are also from the entrances, but you don't understand
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People have changed, but the chair has not changed
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It doesn't matter how many tracks you have made, how many schemes you have inserted
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I even stand in the foreground on your cover
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Funny, be honest and don't lie to yourself
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Only a big wad of money lives in your dream
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And why on earth, punk, you reproach us
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If in your culture you end up changing yourself
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Blah blah blah
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Named at least a couple of names
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While we're here bitch
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere
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It's not just rap
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It is more than
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The battle will not help, because you are not a new Em
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You are not the new Pac, you are not the new Biggie
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You're an adaptation of Lil Uzi, Pump, Ghost, Drezee
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I lay down on the beat like frost
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And it got cold
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We will be the first to throw them off in style, right Malakhov
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And how to reach the stars, I thought every time
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The mc path is the path to chips, through Vyatsky kvass
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Like this?
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Snakes in the grass, only an apple in the hands
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Resist and not taste when only pulp is needed
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Interested in profit, they are interested in poppy seeds
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And nothing more
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Another one will come and everything will start again
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Yesterday was alone
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Today is different
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Who is tomorrow?
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere
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I found myself
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They wondered: where am I?
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I found myself
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And now is not the time to be silent
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I found myself
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And clung to their throats
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I found myself
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Even though I didn't go anywhere |