H1GH - За мечту
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A simple kid who grew up along his father and across his mother.
I didn’t follow the footsteps, so to speak.
He blamed myself and did not blame for the fact that I have dwaging my relatives.

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I will move to the peak, even though my hands are trembling.
I'm tired of looking, but I can push
I do not look down, not to barking neighboring dogs,
Only up, knocking out with the last strength.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

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Hello, dear. I'm at the factory
Do not say that I am not concerned with "tomorrow".
No, not drunk - on the contrary.
Sober, stubborn and my drug - you are a fact.
In this tact - I directly pound me from him.

Look: on the network people Misha are like a king.
But not the pre -settler of the collective farm
- After all, he will clearly not be superfluous to the mowing.

Who knows, he will understand, my hint of a sparkling.
To get angry is your horse, but life is even honey, then a drop ...

Yes, I know a frantic psycho, my balanced verse has not yet rustles.
of course bring people sinful crosses
Not given, but all the canons, as for me - shit.
I love for the sake of tomorrow, even though everyone has one thing.
We are upward, not to the bottom.

For your requests, I supposedly I'm deaf and always,
But rap will bring the key to the hut, although I'm not a sectarian.
On the neck, the clamp, did not give up at all.
I am ambiguous: But my hermits will understand me.

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I will move to the peak, even though my hands are trembling.
I'm tired of looking, but I can push
I do not look down, not to barking neighboring dogs,
Only up, knocking out with the last strength.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

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One attempt here. If you collapse, then not for a trampoline.
There are a lot of people upstairs, but they will not give a hand.
In order not to lose height, you need to cling stupidly.
Do not listen, those that say: "To resist stupid."

I composed dreams how much there is not even in fairy tales,
And all in vain, while in the minds of your castes on a horse.
I'm not a shepherd, for example.
But he managed, your mother, to write through tears about the beautiful in the war.

You can’t kill my labors - whatever the block.
Are you sadists? Zoofiles? Why did the ox flow?
I’m walking on wooden heads, yes, yes, but I didn’t break firewood.
Without music, he did not fall asleep, like a cemetery, an employee Meloman.

Without insurance there are hopes, not as after accidents.
But often they want to throw off the intrigues of slippery comrades.
Just like that, for nothing, because you are higher.
Because, you don't need to hear what you do not need.

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I will move to the peak, even though my hands are trembling.
I'm tired of looking, but I can push
I do not look down, not to barking neighboring dogs,
Only up, knocking out with the last strength.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

Up a vertical!
Up until they fell!
Up all hands
Up to the sky sparim.

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Yes, this is a step under the number
thirteen,
A piece of life, a friend look briefly.
Give yourself will, cling to your mood ...
Fortunately, "good" is not always improvement.

hm.
I am a hungry artist, you can be.
But I am one of those who freely want to swim.
Against the stream,
Otherwise, I am not me at all.
Otherwise, I am a victim of enslavement.