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Now let a track go past like this Talosto fuck with it Y'all done lost your mind(Hey, Russian people, listen up)
[Version 1]
I could hit you with the Auto-matic Flow
I could do any rhythm and any pattern
That I wanna do the harder that it go
You could see blood spilin out from your body
Right in front of you, and Imma get the dough
Now the way I be shinin be havin everybody lookin at me
Fuckin them up when I buck up I step up get low
I do a murder when I'm trigger happy like
I got the intricate power to kill her for currency when I'm be anna but I'mma be makin ‘em holler
Cause I'm a kedavers when im attackin the beat Im a scholar cause I'm a personification of God
So you better honor Mr. Ferrari now I'm breakin it, marble sack your lyricist
I’ll be here forever, haters wanna hate on me because they wanna hear whatever
I could spit a rhythm to a bitch and get her pussy wetter,
Pimpin on a bitch and tell her I could get her pussy cheddar
so I get the camera wanna go and make a movie
Me up in the back on top to get the booty
Didn’t wanna show her face even though she was a cutie
7 millimeter and spillin millions of milliliters of life out a nigga if he talk shit
C.E.O step into my office, comin with the awkward flow like im sick
Go get your momma to bring a thermometer, my temperatures hot
Come up with a flow that would kill a industry, and I could pick anything that I want off the lot
Never compatible cause I be intricate, when I be servin you, when I be doin you
And let's play track You can livin, look at me now it's breezy _breezy Rhythm
Just look at this wonderful powerful American Rap
Who can read these words too quick like me? No One!
Havin stand on the stage with the hood on a head with my Beat I do shit That's Cool Hit
Lil' Wayne, Eminem, 50 cent
These American Gangsters who makin me better
And makin me stronger Rapper, right man
New York, Detroit, Saint-Petersburg, F**k Moscow's *** *** made me well done
With the white Cap, with the white Hood
I'll be look so good, I'm a muthaf**ka black'n'white Dude, huh...
One day I'll struggle and ask Lord
No more force, no more blood, no more hurts
Till I collapse cotton world
Yea, Shit!
Day by day I gettin' write rhymes even though I have not fans
In my mind a lot of any fuckin' Schemes'n'Plans
I remember I was walkin with my mum and I was licking ice-cream
Like the girl suck my D**k, my sweet sti*k
Yeah, I'm a Russian=)
....well, I'm Smoking Over