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И так хотелось жить, Чтоб, звука не роняя, Тебя любить, Обнять И плакать над тобой. Прошли года-Duty calls go like dirty hoes. They work all night to ensure my empty bowls, Yeah. Dropping heat on heat, I give them dirty Flows. Took a little break in '24, but now It's gonna rain and pour, yeah. But I will never know what I ain't gotta Know. I'm stupid cold, it's Sato with the three, I give them stupid throws. Stupid Hoya, call your Girl, just let my studio in know. She gave me stupid glock and then I passed It to my stupid bros. And I don't make Sense, I make dollars and that's the end of It. West Coast beat killed by Asian prick, I'm orientalist. I spend bags on hoes, They say I'm feminist. If I dissed you, you'd Probably need a therapist, yeah. And I'm always with the gang, but we barely Can keep it legal. They're just a wicked few, But I love all of my people. Crowned 'cause it's the followers who make the Leaders. Короля делает свита, слышишь? Smoke shit out of these pale nights. No sweeter nearby, never felt right. Playing in the dark, represent light. Lay man, take Xan, I take flights. You're Kent 'cause I smoke you out. I'm Kent like Man of Steel. They know what we be about 'cause they heard These models and ate toasties. Word up's like, "Fuck these rappers". Money is good, but credit is better. I rebel against mainstream's agenda. Roll so hard like stomp on the pedal. Still a beat killer, wig splitter. Beats go banana, hitting like a gorilla. Dark symphonies still taste so bitter. Homeboys out for them racks like свитер. Still a beat killer, wig splitter. Beats go banana, hitting like a gorilla. Dark symphonies still taste so bitter. Homeboys out for them racks like свитер. Hard hitter, there is no sicker. Eased up on the liquor a bit, but still A sinner. Real talk, real talk, who's talk realer? Bars and the flows, fam, you ain't got neither, Ayy. I hop up on the beat, man, and I make it shine. I only pray for my Mama and my peace of mind. I ride or die for all my brothers standing By my side. And any of them crazy fucks Will get you fixed up like a blind child. Rap's mine, I dash a fuck if anybody minds. Whatever they're cooking, fam, I guarantee you've Already tried. That's exactly why they always try to Take the peace of mind. It's eye for eye, I got my sweet and they will leave you Blind. And I'm-Still a beat killer, wig splitter. Beats go banana, hitting like a gorilla. Dark symphonies still taste so bitter. Homeboys out for them racks like свитер. Still a beat killer, wig splitter. Beats go banana, hitting like a gorilla. Dark symphonies still taste so bitter. Homeboys out for them racks like свитер. Сви-сви-свитер. Ayy. What the fuck is going on in here? Nothing.