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Deki Vinak Kagan
Detroit Boy

[Part 0: Hip-Hopologist]
Call us, you need something
A man doesn't have a thousand faces, he doesn't need a mask
Rapfa is a utopia for smugglers
Although his income is like black smuggling
You were walking too, someone stole and left Chain
Don't call the police for every fight
If you're a friend of Srushi, I have bad news
The bullets are as hot as the thunder sun
If you're an enemy of Srushi, don't tell me to give you a place
Don't ferment the raisins, my playground
I twisted four Js for everyone Blunt, six ta
The record in my hand is less than Ali Daei's
The friendship of the brother, the competition with the corpse
We don't even have the support of the father
In rap, you either eat with your hand or with an arrow
Or I get cash with a siren or with
Non respondebo tibi quia puer es
Lectrix factus es quia factus es rapper
Quocunque me solum videris, balneatorem mutabis
album candidum
> Inimicus meus factus es quia non est modus
Vel petis praescriptionem tuam quam verba noveris
'Spe magis quam os stimulus es