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Это мой путь, брат
Моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я

Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна

Это мой путь, брат
Моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я

Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна

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They shouted at me
Your game is played , the ships sunk
Tidying up in snot spitting screams
Remember those who are smiling at me in the eye, threw stones at the back
Yes, times
On cassette tapes rap legends
Garden , draft, Tusa
Remember this?

No big bucks , big bets , cool cars, unnecessary frames
Couple cans of beer , cheap liquor shell
Prushchego rocket smoke and sea freedom
Serious thoughts, prushchego speed mother with questions :
- What did you do conscience? Grow up !
I said nothing in response to blame
- Look at his brother ! Is it difficult to be normal ?
They do not understand me, do not change me
I wanted to break - they do not catch me
What is my fault?
Thought to run away, angrily slamming doors
offense
Poskuda
Mom broke the crockery and cried softly
Praying to God for me and put candles
White .. liquid .. spoon .. flame melts ..
insert
So, again, all over again
Meet glow cursing mind games
This is the last time! I swear , Mom!
Spasm of despair and in a fit of jealousy
Door hinges search for eternity
Give 200 grams of charms
Plus 3 more with me on the cross tse'pochkoy
As before, the streets are desperate
This inadvertently killed , died this sluchayano
Birds sadness circling above our heads
And we dream at night to start again
We canceled the rules , playing in the maze
Our names are titles sad movies
Losing , take a loan for a rematch
Rather than go on
Not a chance
Here the one who lost the race for wealth
Opting for what pleases

This is my way , brother
My game
It belongs to me and the same as I

My game , my game
It belongs to me and the same as I
My game , my game
Here are the rules for one goal

In the archives of the 15th Psychiatric Hospital
His medical history - 183 pages
And every 2 years he both directions
Calls in here with the idea navyaschivaya hip-hop revolution
It all started on that crazy Tus
Two thousand new year, somewhere in the Elbrus
Basta was there, he was informed
As I drove there the freaking tour
2 blue coveralls with suitcases
Come take a crazy boy
- Is this it?
- Yes . This is our son . What about him ?
- Well, talk , see for yourself!
I watch the news , only that Putin came to power
And here you
- Please have a seat. Hello .
I just need to be fast at the State Duma
Act with the report
Doctor sits next
- Yes , it's interesting . And what topic you read ?
- Now you do not have time to explain it all !
We're just here preparing hip hop revolution
Dad, give the car keys , it is necessary to go to the airport
Need to meet there the flight from Amsterdam
Guys promised to drive me a couple of pounds
More to come on his tank Vovk
To stay at "President" Yakimanka
Tied hands and feet to an iron bed
I explain psycho around that right now is party tutu
Will Mouzon , booze , chicks , coconut and Ganja
They do not even understand who they knit
" The nurse listened long , his head
Went for aminozinom and galoperedolom
Orderly helped me twist to make shots
3 day coma
The decor is very familiar
I read your rap people in plaid pajamas
- Hello Mom!
Hold it! it's not my mother !

This is my way , brother
My game
It belongs to me and the same as I

My game , my game
It belongs to me and the same as I
My game , my game
Here are the rules for one goal

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