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CONTROL
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «CONTROL» вышел в 17 июня 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «noimpurity»)Get Out Of My Head
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PureSnow
PureSnow
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Varg2™
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Joe Cooper
Joe Cooper
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PureSnow
PureSnow
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Get out of my head
I-I-I just got another credit card
You know that I never try, never cry
I don't give a fuck, I think I'll never die
Hella lies stuck inside my head, not even living life
Last goodbye before I cut you off and cut off all my ties
I lose control, I don't even need control
I just follow what I trust in hoping that I don't lose hope
Baby, just leave me alone, I'm best when I rot at home
I'm not who you think you know, I'm not who you think you know, ha
Lose control, lose control
I don't need another goal
I got racks like my jeans
I think life is all foretold
'Cause I wish this would happen since like fucking years ago
Now I call this shit my home
Bro, I did this all from home
Lose control, lose control
Lose control, lose control
Lose control, lose control
I don't need another goal
I got racks like my jeans
I think life is all foretold
'Cause I wish this would happen since like fucking years ago
Lose con
All I see is green
Shit don't make no sense
I'ma show the world
I want to be the best
Smoking in the booth
Feel it in my chest
I stay up all night
I don't need no rest
All I see is green
Shit don't make no sense
I'ma show the world
I want to be the best
Smoking in the booth
Feel it in my chest
I stay up all night
I don't need no
I-I-I just got another credit card
You know that I never try, never cry
I don't give a fuck, I think I'll never die
Hella lies stuck inside my head, not even living life
Last goodbye before I cut you off and cut off all my ties
I lose control, I don't even need control
I just follow what I trust in hoping that I don't lose hope
Baby, just leave me alone, I'm best when I rot at home
I'm not who you think you know, I'm not who you think you know
Lose control, lose control
I don't need another goal
I got racks like my jeans
I think life is all foretold
'Cause I wish this would happen since like fucking years ago
Now I call this shit my home
Bro, I did this all from home
Lose control, lose control
Lose control, lose control
Lose control, lose control
I don't need another goal
I got racks like my jeans
I think life is all foretold
'Cause I wish this would happen since like fucking years ago
Lose con
Written by: Joe Cooper
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