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I'm fooling around in the name of interests. Bitches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don't smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers. Made of victories, but I don't smile. I'm fooling around in the name of interests, bitches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don't smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers. Made of victories, but I don't smile. I don't smile. It seems like a couple of days, but so much so that I can barely stand on my feet. How old are you? There is a struggle in me too. Sprite shaitan, I don’t make contact with anyone. My house is now without walls and I don't need a mess. (Whose street is this, I'm a drunk guy) Someone did it, how did that happen? Powder. Gunpowder flies into life like a gorilla. There are all the master keys, there is something to feed the d*ck. (Places in the sun and courage) And no matter how much light they have. (Crime, grinder with a piece of paper) Tell your brother what strength is. I buried hut after hut, Hundreds, hundreds of centuries will be found. I'm wearing black and white lenses, And wider than the stripes in the movies. (Fucked up by pullix) What's wrong with you? The new story is invigorating, And I would even smile here. (Smiled?) I wouldn’t even do that, Akella missed. You have no remedy and M from us, Your damage remains only the same. (How are they doing?) All around and sentiments, I’m going to cry right now, you don’t believe it. But from laughter, I answer. After all, I knew why and with whom I was coming here. I'm fooling around in the name of interests. Bitches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don't smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers. Made of victories, but I don't smile. I'm fooling around in the name of interests, bitches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don’t smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers, Made from victories, but I don’t smile. (How can you hear?) You're dumb, stop it boy, I poured it. You will? You will?! Okay, I'm on my own. You know, don't you give a damn who buys it? No, fuck, I don't give a damn! (Come on, fuck) Or do you believe in saying no to Cognac? fuck it there! You'll just have vodka. Stop looking for meaning! The room had long been soaked in sweat. You alone will turn sour. Get the fuck out of here! Look at yourself, what do you want for everything around to find its colors again? Come on, I'm your Brodsky. Fuck it, we're still alive! No, no no, I'm playing the fool in the name of interests, I didn't take types as friends just because they smell of weight. I feel like crap and then the son of Zeus, I feel like just Leps, Peps in my hometown. I blow with my face, I went through the forest, bitches are cooler than a pontorez. And I don’t lose my head when they smell like s*x, Smell like kes, smell like abs on paper. No, that's not how I started the mass, I'm not smiling. I know you're nearby, I stink like Yellow, But you're fucking driving me off the road. I can’t get away from you, But I’m still in charge. After all, I'm playing the fool in the name of interests, B*tches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don’t smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers, Made from victories, but I don’t smile. I'm fooling around in the name of interests, bitches are waiting for my call to relieve my stress for them. I don’t smile, caresses are grabs, trips are money, clips are slippers, Made from victories, but I don’t smile. I hear my voice. I hear my voice. I hear my voice. I hear my voice.