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like a lighter
Spitting fire when I’m rapping OR singing songs that were written by this writer 
It’s something that you’re used to
Mix with something

i dont need no boo
Shout out to those who held it down i owe you
My brudda changed up man i kinda miss the old you
Keep my circle small, who i trust

needed you
Didn't know what I was gonna do right when you left
Now I believe that I'm done with my grieving
I'm resurrecting the old me from the dead

with every song we sing
A melody of hope let the freedom ring
From the ashes of the past a new dawn will break
For the sake of tomorrow for all our sakes

know us 
We just nobody who came from knowhere 
With the new type 
We change the old side with the new type 
We got our own hype 
Now it’s time

From uh fuck batty den uh cyaa tan a JA
Diss mi d Thursday mi kill uh pon uh payday 
Tek ih food buy a likkle colonge fi mi spray spray

Do a mukkings

Знову на бітах заграють українські діти!!!


Here's the English translation of the Ukrainian song text:

**"Fight"**

**CHORUS (x2):**

Fight! Fight!

I woke up this morning,  Its the end today, It’s the same old news as yesterday.
And they say it’s reaching a critical mass, Better brace yourself

waking under the sky's vast dome
A simple moment as magic runs Crystals and time hiding inside
And the laughter
and the tears we find in every sad song

It's not meant to be lived alone
It's gonna take a long long time
For me to change the same old song

So if you think I'm walking out on you it's just

wantin more ye

Calis the weed tha am billing
Sippin this vossy am pourin
To much in my cup and it's spillin
Free my bros locked in the system
Old friends

carrying songs.
A shiny past comes to my mind. The tears of a child that had very good times, above all the trash
Scenes of love and warm old memories. Many

feeling lonely
Did it by myself yeah I think it's time I owe me
And it took, a couple long years to write these songs
Guess how long that takes to right

I don't write songs for cheese, I write 'em for Cheesus
Nah I'm no believer but I got time for the geezer
It was based what he said about the eye

said I'm the realest
I'm tryna go up from rag to riches
I'm smokin' the opps, you can tell by the smell
I'm a devil lil shawty, I'm come out of hell
My

wishful thinkin
Or Ally lovin' Noah one more time, it's a cosmic rhyme
So I put it in a song
And I'm countin' on the stars to guide you home

I want you by

eyes
A mixed horror with laziness
One seems to only want an embellished lie
By old and forgotten hearth
Mysterious songs were sung
Pictures of the room’s

sangre’s on fire, my blood burns 
As it yearns for the face to give shape to this old crystal ball
That spins all this time like molasses
Amongst white

Favorite song is ruined by memories
Captured on your father's old polaroid (ed)
up exes making excuses
Losing love is just making enemies
Closer than your

Fucked over by people that will not be missed
Rather sit at tables and write songs like this (yeah)
Pen on my belt like a gun to my hip, give any reason

got no feelings
Been humble for a minute I do damage I a menace
I can't be categorized I kill this
I'm old skul and modernized they can't stand it

You seem to be coping well so it's fine to share my thoughts
The story of both our chests
Pierced and bleeding by some kind of sword
And I am scared

Sweet kiss from your lips ,we can't hold it off.
Jamming with you on the floor at the Honkytonk.
Like to throw it on me when your favorite song comes on.

tell you 

It happened by smoking w the homies and pulling up the youtube 

And time flew 

And who knew 

We’d be freestyling for hours going thru