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Yeah - we were made in the USSR
We never knew exactly who we are
Home cities change their names; our country suddenly disappears, but
Still, we pass Christmas Eve to celebrate the New Year
We miss the snow and the friends we left behind
We miss the holiday parties still happening in our minds
We miss the radio and TV that always lied
We changed our countries to get a new perspective on life
We were made in the USSR
Still, we were made in the U.S.S.R.
We used relatives, marriage, buying sport clubs
We took language classes only to get jobs in the pubs
We share rented rooms trying to find a new home
Our country still will not leave us alone
It gets us through the daily political news
It gets us when a tourist speaks Russian words
It gets us 24/7, while Olympic Games last
It gets us any time when we think of our past
Coz, we were made in the USSR
Yeah - we were made in the U.S.S.R.
Moscow to be exact send it back switch it up on ‘em an end to facts
Relapse the trends to make ends meet so hungry but we just cant eat
You get used to shit gotta break the pattern cuz if you don’t you goin' end up a mad man
Can't fathom the father figure and they look into the mirror Bolsheviks bigger
Trigger finger itchy uh, you can’t get me uh; you can’t sweat me, I’m up, so elect me
Now you follow the words I write down or speak out when I eat out you eating in feed the sin
To your children get the water distilled in until then I rake in another billion
Its nothing I'm glad to serve to you before I put in a spec-ops team in to search you
It could be worse dude
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O.L.I.G.A.R.C.H.S.
03:11
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I know I’m your obsession - say “Russian” with passion
Bring up the Russian fashion; don’t miss your daily ration
This is the new sensation - next station – temptation
And this is just the fixation of identification of
Russian nature, Russian pride that’s what I feel inside
So come on, baby, do it right, make love to me all night
This is love at first sight, delight until the day light
Let love and life and lust unite to keep you satisfied.
O. L. I. G. A. R. C. H. S.
You have to keep your girlfriend away from me my friend
Coz to grow up in Russia - it takes the real man
You’ve heard of Russian winters, about that freezing cold
And to survive these winters I have to be so hot…
Get ready for me, Hollywood. I’m Russian. It feels good.
Girls are in shock. It’s understood. They dreamt to have me in neighborhood.
Beware because you know you should. I’ve been cool since childhood.
If I could get you then I would. Don’t try to hide and don’t be rude.
Слышишь этот звук? Русские идут.
Не ждали? Мы уже тут.
Слышишь этот звук? Русские идут.
I’m Russian. It feels good.
Слышишь этот звук? Русские идут.
Спасайся, Голливуд!
Слышишь этот звук? Русские идут.
I’m Russian. It feels good.
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Out Of Here
03:25
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You live here for so long
Been left on your own
So there’s nothing wrong to feel
So sick of your home
Of place you are from
To die to get out of here
From time's running slow
From nowhere to go
From dreams that never come real
From unhappy people
Who make you feel
Like dying to get out of here
I wanna steal
You
Out of here
Unreal would be so real
With you
Out of here
All right, we’ll ride
With you at my side
We’ll ride just to disappear
We’ll ride through the night
To find that bright light
We’ll die to get out of here
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The Oligarchs St. Petersburg, Florida
Russian accent in hip-hop since 2005. A small group of anonymous activists that preferes making music out of money rather than money out of music.
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