Убийцы - Лударь
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You are not a rock star, you have no friends
Your only friend is Mikhail Circle
Morning, Monday, Sunday, Saturday
Tired of the work - quit your job

But who are you, who are you, who are you without work
What have you done for hip-hop in your years
Who are you, who are you, answer sir
You are domestic Ludar

You have a carpet workshot workshop
Chekhov’s book and poster with Chekhova
Morning, Monday, Sunday, Saturday
Tired of the work - quit your job

But who are you, who are you, who are you without work
What have you done for hip-hop in your years
Who are you, who are you, answer sir
You are domestic Ludar