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Kyiv rap lives while our voices sound
This is visible not by the case, but by the eyes
It is unlikely that you will hear it on FM waves
This is the rap "in Kiev", as before about the boys

I still have no more for travel in my pants
But things are just as smooth as roads in Poland
We are fucking, having scored a child on a baby babble
While someone is a white swan, or sculpts snowballs

I'm not a pharmacologist and not a pharmacist
Eugene without injections, you will give you a recipe
While you are trading for a percentage fucking
We drain the tracks on the network, people on the background

We go to your city and give a concert
Your chick is raving at night, about my end
And no more happiness is visible on your face
As if you cursed obscenities with your father

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Chorus:
Let the children have not been wearing the same for a long time
We stay in business with those who are with us in the subject
Who also sacredly believes in the hit parade and TV
And we make rap from the bottom of heart not for the sake of money

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This is what makes you raise your hands to the ceiling
Explain to you to no use if you are not
From two shores of the Dnieper, aloud, not to himself
I didn’t choose the Kyiv rap, he chose me

While others are waiting for good luck, sitting on the contract
Or they cut the grass in the country in vkontakte
We swing the hall diligently and without change,
How a schoolboy on the works of a file crumbles metal

Dick guessed if you decided to overturn us
While you were sleeping, I threw meat to your girlfriend
And enough to whine that your rap is not needed for the masses
Go work on yourself, not the sculp

More than once from the windows of apartments and salons of cars
You will hear this motive without a hit parade of peaks
Learn to distinguish who is real, who is false
Capital style, your mother, indestructible union