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Do not describe that street to me
Where I learned to swear and stoop
Now under the house is not a fret park
And the black Toyota Prado, and there is chicken
But the boys are also tormented, in the old fashioned way
They beat arrows, spin on the market for days
Cigarettes and elastic bands, menu for the evening
For coins in the store they plant their liver
And we are treated, diplomas from the telik
And then people have hysteria
Life is such and, where does America
There is no one to trust, but to believe how?
And how to make a person love a person?
I have already been completed 26 quarter centuries
And I still spin like a squirrel in a wheel
I want to live in permissions in other things, like everyone else

To the question: "How to break through?" - We answer: "Closure"
Remember from childhood: "Do you want to live - know how to spin"

I am the only one for the whole family born in the capital
The matter of the principle, the father had to work with might and main
As many as 13 years, for the sake of two -room
So that from ordinary visitors to go into people with any
At least there was barely enough money as such,
But this did not interfere, without parental capital
Become an artist, training will be fruit through years
Free cheese in mousetraps, learned like twice two
Here's such a brother mathematics
It seems to have recently taken my mother from the kindergarten
I remembered Vladik's friend how he was behind Cordon
Among foreigners. Does it miss the house
He stood on his feet tightly, holds the rack
Helps the ancestors, bought the BEHU three
10 years he and I have since the time
We spin like yula, apparently not in vain

Here are such things, we only dream of peace
There is no other choice only to be in a habitation
If you are not them, then they are you
Bird tomorrow does not wait until you give a hollow
Too little to be talent and ingenious
A dime a dozen people like you, in a bulk of unique
I'm not the first not the last, I believe in my father's words
If you have chosen my path, then to the victorious end
There were those who knew a lot about swearing
God judge to those who borrowed and merged
Others drunk, the third earth in fluff
As our friend says: "Vas Life"
So we turn around, like the earth around our axis
While our work is appreciated, and enough strength
Together with a brand in the club, we are by taxi
"Kiev rap lives" True these two emsies