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[Intro]
If I wasn’t myself

[Verse 1]
I wouldn’t be seeking beats and my style
I would be burning bridges and keeping calm, just like you
I would be keeping things loose, in whoever’s company
I would be putting locks and building up barricades, just like you!
I would be hiding myself. And I was doing that! I was fading instead of blooming
Silently cherishing my silly hopes instead of standing up and marching
I needed to see the goal, the things I would want in the end
I would better have one bird in the hands, but I kept counting those two in the bushes, just like you, hey!

[Chorus]
Now everybody’s fevering to this mad beat
This is how a whole year passes. RIP the past
10 years like in a game, silence is a sin now
Hundreds of hands are up — you hear the thunder in the skies
Now everybody’s fevering to this mad beat
This is how a whole year passes. RIP the past
10 years like in a game, silence is a sin now
Hundreds of hands are up — you hear the thunder in the skies

[Hook]
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds
[Bridge]
Tell me who and what do I owe (what?)
Am I a coffee cup or a wine barrel (who am I?)
My kind is my world, my story (aha)
Would the Earth keep spinning if I wasn’t myself? Ah!
Tell me who and what do I owe (what?)
Am I a coffee cup or a wine barrel (am I a barrel?)
My kind is my world, my story (hey, hey, hey)
Would the Earth keep spinning if I wasn’t myself?

[Verse 2]
No matter how long you weight me — you won’t be done with it
My rap flows out like from a well
Word after word and rhyme after rhyme
Seems like it’s my destiny
No matter how long you measure me — you won’t be done with it
You can’t check my power and weight
Rapping — easy
My track is on repeat for a reason
I’m not running away now, not looking for a door
Not avoiding all the potholes — I found myself here and you do the same
I’m not transforming again. I’m not avoiding conversations
Blood is running through my veins (aha)
And the ground is trembling at my feet — repeat after me (Ground!)
Mike in my hand, you hear it, noise coming from the woods
You hear Alyona — let’s rock!
Want fertile lands — repeat after me
Embrace and love yourself
Let it be your lifestyle. Acknowledge your inner child
And you’ll be like me. Hey!
[Chorus]
Now everybody’s fevering to this mad beat
This is how a whole year passes. RIP the past
10 years like in a game, silence is a sin now
Hundreds of hands are up — you hear the thunder in the skies
Now everybody’s fevering to this mad beat
This is how a whole year passes. RIP the past
10 years like in a game, silence is a sin now
Hundreds of hands are up — you hear the thunder in the skies

[Hook]
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds

[Bridge]
Don’t ask me who I am and where I’m from
Chills in my eyes, but the word-weapon gets cold
People are so interested like I’m somebody’s underwear
I’ll say “game over” when the hell freezes over
Don’t ask me who I am and where I’m from
Chills in my eyes, but the word-weapon gets cold
People are so interested like I’m somebody’s underwear
I’ll say “game over” when the hell freezes over
[Hook]
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
If I wasn’t myself, if it wasn’t me
Then the bass would not tear you apart, as the scythe mowing weeds

[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey…