Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) Lyrics – Oxxxymiron

Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) Lyrics from miXXXtape III: Смутное Время (2021) is the latest Russian song sung by Oxxxymiron.Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) song lyrics written by Oxxxymiron and produced by StereoRYZE.

Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) Lyrics

Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) Lyrics

[Part I]

The cover previously could decorate thread
K-binding was often priartachena braid
book was different – from print to the letter
Antiquarian shrug his shoulders: “I do not destiny ”
so, so

I’m sorry, in the book of my destiny has long greasy pages (a)
The title page inscribed with the meaning of the illustrations faded
No paragraphs integers with flyleaf torn off bookplate
bookmark torn meat, at your own risk swipe
and you’ll see how everything differs
From letters to printing ink The
original style is not visible
In the book of my destiny the pages are greasy for a long time
After all, I rewrite the clean copy

I would like my songs to be more fun
Frivolous, bolder, more natural than
Dulcinea, you know: I am only like that if I’m tipsy
And with you, because alone with myself, the circus is stronger than “Du Soleil”
I again run to give windmills pizdyuli
Though it would be more useful for myself for this groundless fear
A quarter century of self-doubt grins a wolf’s grin (rra)
Creative decline: I did a lot, even more prosral
K-to-how often pizdyuka comfort:
“Do not cry, alas, no luck to win here,”
But, once you have given the chance to
Ebi not bullock – take the bull horn, do not let go
to be sure of, fix, like a flag, they handicap
candidate stay for centuries for a vacancy, do not yawn, youngsters are on their heels
I would have been smarter, but having arrived from LA and
won the lottery, I threw out the
trick as I could.
Having lost his grip, he stuck himself in, his mother, badibag
Where do you know what the weariness of victories is?
But I managed to break it myself, which the opponents did not succeed
And I know for sure: to see your statue being pulled from the pedestal
Scary, but priceless

I’m sorry, in the book of my destiny has long greasy pages (a)
The title page inscribed with, illustrations meaning faded
No entire paragraphs with flyleaf torn off bookplate
bookmark torn meat, at your own risk swipe
and you will understand how it is different
from the letters before printing colors The
original style is not visible
In the book of my destiny the pages are greasy for a long time
After all, I rewrite the clean copy (yes)

I would like my songs to come out more often
Imagine: dawn came, while you walked more often
Step out of the forest, you squint , the world is as unreal
Only thoughts: “Where have I wandered? How did you get it off? Why not earlier? ”
This is how I get out of another episode
Self-deprecating psychosis once a season, and
the same
mistake, a real struggle, this is such a thug life
Favorite of all methods: to gain the special ability To
put myself in a hopeless well, so that
I am my own jailer, judge, patient, pet
Forgetting, for which I was sentenced to control the experiment (damn)
I write this in Birthday – 35, because again
Everything is on the last day for some reason, open up b, uncle
My principle is to take, devalue oneself, time rushes back, circus and kindergarten
Everybody dance: lanza-dritsa-op-tsa-tsa
Sabotaging my work for several years in a row, as Krupin
Procrastinated, fear the game, damn it, do not turn over
The idea is a fix, mon ami, but imagine for a moment
If I take hold of my head, how will you grab your

[Part II]

Plush whispered that the default Kazakhno matter what is not capable of
Your Flow – trendy 140, but will be
seven-forty-dance, I’ll make those crossover
Dreaming lot of tenge?
Make a mumble, no Bumble Beezy voice acting, fuck
Isla, we are a pair, but my kosher dick is not for you – this Izya is for Archer
Isla de Muerta, pig’s eyes are watering from the wind
Kazakh rivers, like Emba, flow on your flat fucker australopithecus
Plak-plak: you pissed like Kollegah
You are a sleeper two meters, but a dwarf on the tracks
If the Isle of the Dead – I am Gulag Archipelago
Islam is called, but does not know where Mecca

– Fuck, dude, this is not Isla de Muerta
– Who is not Isla de Muerta?
– Well, your pair is not Isla de Muerta
– In the sense of not Isla de Muerta?
– Well, you have another Kazakh in your pair, he just also reads quickly and is also Kazakh
– Balyat, really. I apologize to all Kazakh people

Wait, hey! I take everything back.
You are all different, this is not a random Kazakh.
A completely different face.
I see a reproach in your wide, huge eyes.
My opponent is Asylbek.
Asyl, Asylllum, retarded mambet
Spoiled the Bone Thugs cassette, signed “Das EFX”
Now a quick pilaf for dinner, breakfast, lunch
Ta-ra-tor-ka
RAM (REVOLT) – Cal
Style found at flea markets
Hey, Revolt is still that huerga
Better with Redkin’s hand to Buerak
Asylbek, I will cook a kuyrdak out of you
Do not disgrace Tamerlane – Bank Imperial
Hey, I have three X’s in my
nickname, hey.Tie it like Niki L, drop it
How do you win a prize here?
You have three Ls in your nickname – loss!
Don’t get the references, Asylllum?
Chinese man, keep the
Oscillococcinum vaccine from the bacillus , whisper from me to your mother: “Dear, thanks for your son.”

In this round you are an antagonist and a fighter like Bib, Keramzit, Zyabe (ha)
But your first concert was in the 11th in Almaty
You came to me and Vitya SD, I would never confuse you
Asylbek, call me only on “you”
I gathered in Astana more of your friends than are able to organize your funeral (real talk) Who did
you send me?
Naive art Niko Pirosmani
Consider that I will
bazaar with you for a long time Come to your senses, kid, you are nobody in Kazakhstan (hey-hey)
This puppy thought: hasl – to name himself after the legendary fitul
Type, Smokey said that rap is Asl? Oxy said that you would sit on Uy
Beach, they didn’t give me a fat insider
About your major university and about your father’s company (yes)
Saudi label, a movie where pop music
And about the Soros fund that supported your squad, but (oh-oh)
you’re so vapid shelpek
all to shit, that merges the informant where
Bring me nis-nis, listen to advice, yet cool beshbarmak and shourpa (a-ah)
Asyl Asyl қalay maқalay
Atyңnan қazy zhasaymyn zharayd (woah)
Zhoқ boluyңdy қazaқtar қalayd
Kazakh boluyңa baldar қaramaid
E қotaқbas tezdep baғala (hey)
Track soynda tabylasyң қaza (hey)
You are not handsome, even though you are Kazakh
Aқ zholyңdy bitirdi aққұlaқ (a-a)
Қotaғym zheme, shesheң amy, ugh, damn

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Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different) Song Details

Song: Everything was different in the book (Round 4 17ib) (The Book Had It Different)
Album: miXXXtape III: Смутное Время (2021)
Singer: Oxxxymiron
Written:  Oxxxymiron
Producer: StereoRYZE