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Hook:

You fly around the track, knock off positions, the most difficult level has become easy

Without looking at the floor up to a hundred, I'm sorry there is no way back, burn bridges

Just like in a dream but you do not wake

Burn the bridges, there's no turning back

Part 1:

As this topic is beaten, not to tire out, and to pull the body out of life

Not enough of one, although others in abundance, all the flies in the tube as Donatello and Splinter

Bowl full of patience, the drinking cup, and would not wash dirty linen in public but

I poebat here on your opinion

I dance on the graves of c-walk and lezginka

We must be strong and durable, but it was fucked up over the winter so

Sam changed not changed views, then falling like a sine wave ups

But how do you know it, there is no turning back are correct vector

Giving the word itself to be honest with you, this is my forever veto

Lose yourself, are there they will not have found me? so send me home

I give myself all without the rest, take away your self, your gift is not necessary

Let them stay beatings and injuries, ill but do not test tubes and vials

All inclined to throw huyam, no matter how much spending lines and metaphors

There suicide club head in the loop, the legs themselves dancing to this track

I invite you to throw this hang out, you got on the escalator no turning back

Kill me! the head of the loop, the legs themselves dancing to this track

I invite you to throw this hang out, you got on the escalator no turning back

Hook:

You fly around the track, knock off positions, the most difficult level has become easy

Without looking at the floor up to a hundred, I'm sorry there is no way back, burn bridges

Just like in a dream but you do not wake

Burn the bridges, there's no turning back

Part 2:

In concrete walls, doorways, completely lost in those eternal proebah

Through thorns milky path, from the district center, and from there the way scheduled home

I am not finished with this, a couple of approaches to the bottom of the water

Without a compass is not to leave the stone island, found, Atlantis is my city

Lost in the comfort zone of steam penetration

Number of the beast in the hands of a voodoo doll, but who as bait, who leads the hunt

Not need to know, no tearing of the outer seams on me folyat but remember

Remember bitch lacing out

The right way is not getting up until they muddy entrances Staf

Perhaps you think how important the steepness in the pocket of a pair of coins, but not numismatist

Carry the cross, not pinned on top, then there is no way to Cerberus chain

Not afraid to make a mistake, but you need a check point, even though the game is not worth it - the church

Hook

You fly around the track, knock off positions, the most difficult level has become easy

Without looking at the floor up to a hundred, I'm sorry there is no way back, burn bridges

Just like in a dream but you do not wake

Burn the bridges, there's no turning back

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How many years have you been by HYIP, how many albums, but by HYIP

You English radio, but by HYIP, you're the Russian grime, but you are past the HYIP

How many years have you been by HYIP, how many albums, but by HYIP

You English radio, but by HYIP, HYIP you past the past HYIP

Hash hood tupit, a crowd of fans, ghost hive

I'm building, I go to your house, I get into the ear shell

And I play in grime like x-box, Noting that the project X (coke)

Cut down white as black in the states, all the interference if vhs (bones)

The PM MC to fit themselves throw, throw them in emergencies, to dwell bits

All keepers grime salute to the forum, though faze miyake, as the dogs bark

I hear their voice if it subordinates, but in return I do not need anything, I will give of himself like tearing a piece, and I lift up the belt champion

Feel the taste of victory is already the norm, there's bags of gold, jackpot foiled

lol fuck me on this thing so that the card fell and your ace torn

Taste of victory - the norm, gold bags, the jackpot foiled

Your ace torn map so lay down your ace torn

Hook:

It's your game

Grime - dope, that's your needle