| Million +
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| Ayy
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| I'm sorry about Roxano, but we're going to have to say goodbye
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| Yzomandias, ayy
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| Brothel in the head and blood on the soul
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| Roses are red, may God bless
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| Wearing mostly Rick or Raf
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| The brothers divide the dice in half
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| Brothel in the head and blood on the soul
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| Roses are red, may God bless
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| Wearing mostly Rick or Raf
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| The brothers divide the dice in half
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I guess I stopped watching a little, yeah
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| Grass every day, booze every weekend, yeah
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| Drinking pills, then I sleep better, yeah
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| I want to fuck, shit on what's to come, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I guess I stopped watching a little, yeah
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| Grass every day, booze every weekend, yeah
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| Drinking pills, then I sleep better, yeah
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| I want to fuck, shit on what's to come, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| Brothel in the head and blood on the soul
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| Roses are red, may God bless
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| Wearing mostly Rick or Raf
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| The brothers divide the dice in half
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| We probably need rehabilitation
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| Jacob, why are you acting like a maniac
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| We look like snowmen at the weekend
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| Let's go to the moon like werewolves
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| We probably need rehabilitation
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| Jakub, why are you acting like a maniac
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| We look like snowmen at the weekend
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| Let's go to the moon like werewolves
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| James is Picasso
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| Jakub drives like Mazi
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| Jakub is his own master
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| At the same time, Jakub has no job
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| Jakub is not like before
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| Jakubko is in the distance
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| Jakub doesn't want traitors around him
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| Shit, shit
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| Goodbye Roxano
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| I promise I'll never go back (fuck off)
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| Goodbye Roxano
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| I promise I'll never come back
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| I'm not doing anything I don't want to do
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| If it kills me, it's secondary (not interested)
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| My music is more important to me than I am
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| My music is more important to me, yeah
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| I'm not doing anything I don't want to do
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| If it kills me, it's secondary (yeah)
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| My music is more important to me than I am
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| My music is more important to me, yeah
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| Making cash is still the basis
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| And whatever I say is true
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| Making cash is still the basis
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| And whatever I say
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| Just making cash
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| Turn the ball around
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| If you drove like us, you're long dead
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| Just making cash
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| Never have enough (enough)
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| Shut me in a cage
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| I can't help it anymore
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| Just making cash
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| Then turn the ball
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| If you drove like us, you're long dead
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| Just making cash
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| Never have enough (enough)
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| Shut me in a cage
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| I'm not helping anymore (help, help)
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| Brothel in the head and blood on the soul
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| Roses are red, may God bless
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| Wearing mostly Rick or Raf
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| The brothers divide the dice in half
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| Brothel in the head and blood on the soul
|
| Roses are red, may God bless
|
| Wearing mostly Rick or Raf
|
| The brothers divide the dice in half
|
| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I guess I stopped watching a little, yeah
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| Grass every day, booze every weekend, yeah
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| Drinking pills, then I sleep better, yeah
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| I want to fuck, shit on what's to come, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I'm going non-stop, no rehab, yeah
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| I guess I stopped watching a little, yeah
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| Grass every day, booze every weekend, yeah
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| Drinking pills, then I sleep better, yeah
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| I want to fuck, shit on what's to come, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| I guess I really need rehab, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Yzomandias
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| Hasan
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| Million +
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| Fuck the other side, yeah
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| Jakube! |
| ayy
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| Goodbye Roxano
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| We're disappearing to rehab
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| Yes?
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| Hi. |
| What are you doing?
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| I'm sitting at the computer, going through the Footshop, what are my things, please
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| Please, I need something from you
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| Yes?
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| Could you please come to the studio, smash the door and shout goodbye, Roxano?
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| You're fine. |
| Roar a lot.
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| Yeah
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| … And fuck with the door, right?
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| Well, you don't have to break them like that, but in a way that can be heard
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| And how much to shout like?
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| Just yell, man!
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| He, he, he. |
| Okay
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| All right, thank you
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| Goodbye Roxano! |