Beatpull (исполнитель: Бандитолепный)

like a baseball beat that is close to violence
i made that [bad word] that is in the [bad word] silence
superstar, number one,
i don't give a [bad word] about this luck
i stuck in the sative syndrome,
and i never been so alone
i sit here on my own,
making from the mind brain storm
oh no, these time is sick,
make me creep in the darkness street,
with word "sorry" on my lips 
never felt so deep  [bad word] yeah you better meet
me again in another time,
in another spot of life,
two thousand twelve december
recognize
grab the knife 
but stiil alive,
seven death don't make pride
i kid, prison goodbye,
in the night,
turn in the corner  [bad word] for [bad word] for life
away from this, and from sight
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