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Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

I went out, fuck, above Bach. Critic, Pareneck-chubah:

Like, I don't like your rap - comments with such a scale.

Mata is a bunch, fig is cooler. The thrush teaches me.

A couple of comments, - and he will give me a Grammy right away.

They say: here, the forest is dense. It is fashionable to gundon under your nose.

Pull a couple of cans, and be sad to read about the fall.

Remove a couple of clips in the hood against the background of factories -

Here you have the whole "Russian rap!" Here it is - the love of the people!

All those cartridges are worse than pop burning.

We read for areas - tomorrow at Blackstar.

Of the thousand are units who were not blown away for the "lava".

The bandits are all in the video! At a meeting, fucking - neither "BE" nor "ME".

I will tie your show -offs with one line in bandages.

Your Kents will appreciate! I, like Messi and his finites.

Bits explode the brain, swing your heads.

I will melt the balabolov with one tracks like tin.

Chorus:

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

Do not confuse the "underground" with the word "fucking!"

And as for me - this record, brother, must be changed.

If you make rap, then so that the muscle sounds.

To pump the whole crowd. Didn't understand? Well, come on, from the beginning.

I will take you without a battle, bastard!

Wait! Do not fall! Why are you fucking?

In your texts, you put it folding.

You said that you throw me a cock at a meeting.

Support the candles, now, we, damn it, will heal you.

Pussy, mommy, representatives of culture,

Each new battle is just a classic of literature.

What are you writing about? And why do you mumble, like asap rocky?*

Just throw your notebook. Go, guy - learn lessons!

How do not lower your pants, what kind of crosses you are not.

Rap is not a fashion. This is a style in which you are a philosopher.

What do you want to convey, what do you want to tell me about?

Just left the show -off or is it devoted to music?

Chorus:

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

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Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

Sound in wires. Cities are waiting for me

So that the area rumble - raise your hands above!

We write, we breathe hip-hop. We explode the roofs with music.

If Che does not like, then the guy - got up and went out!

* Rakkim Mayers (English Rakim Mayers; Rod. October 3, 1988, Harlem), better known as ASAP Rocky (stylized as a $ AP Rocky; Rus. Aisepe Rocky) - the American rapper. It consists in a hip-hop-collection of ASAP MOB. He is the famous producer working under the pseudonym Lord