| Where the fuck are you taking me?
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| I have a knife in my pocket
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| I will open this door
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| And I'll fall out on the go
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| I'm a fool
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| And I will hang out
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| Even if I piss (I can!)
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| (Ha) Hit my tower (Come on)
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| I packed a fucking hash in my glasses (Here it is)
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| Not to Kandalaksha, but to jail
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| Plant me like I'm a sapling (I'm here)
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| Then he tore off his shoulder straps (Major)
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| Judges, you are all scumbags (Shame)
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| A poet must be hungry (What?)
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| I stole Oksimiron's food!
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| The door is off the hinges, heavenly light is pouring (Salam!)
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| My accomplice is here, so you are all fucked up (Ra-ta-ta)
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| We go faster than the wind, brand new armored personnel carrier
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| Dima Shumm, Zamay Andrey your doomsday!
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| Rob a bank, open the door
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| There are no rules for us
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| Fuck all the garbage
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| Fuck all the trash
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| Rob a bank, open the door
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| There are no rules for us
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| Fuck all the garbage
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| Fuck all the trash
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| Death came to you with a scythe, for your sin, open the door
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| I'm with Zamay on a fit, so there is a God, we bring light
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| Any day, cool track, our boy band
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| As if Lyokha Shcherbakov is dancing and Leps is singing
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| On your dick, I'll pull it like your drunk grandfather
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| Dumb flex (Yeah), my rap is dumb like Dropdead (Hah)
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| But why does this flow, text, fuck everyone?
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| I don't know why it snows here in winter?!
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| Which color? |
| (What?) "All lives don`t matter", smile and do it, but look both ways -
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| the law is blind
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| My rap is especially large, yes, this is a different weight
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| It's just a figure of speech, comrade major, no!
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| This is my cross, game quest
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| We invade ears, it's an invasion like a rock fest (Ha ha)
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| Do not argue, plebs, you are not the lion king,
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| But you are also with a crown, like Ganvest
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| Eye on everyone, simple gesture (Fuck you)
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| Even if I don’t enter this door, my dick will still enter your mouth all the same
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| Open fire abruptly like a western hero
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| I'll fill your throat with urine, the pressure is tin (Ps-ps)
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| This is now your voice tag
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| We are all underground, but you wandered into the wrong crypt (Yeah)
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| Behind laughter, wait, stink, sneakers in the face
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| Kick after, hey-yo, cut the lock, take the cash
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| Rob a bank, open the door
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| There are no rules for us
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| Fuck all the garbage
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| Fuck all the trash
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| Rob a bank, open the door
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| There are no rules for us
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| Fuck all the garbage
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| Fuck all the trash |