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Description
A bandana on his forehead, a spinner at the ready, and in his hand not a toy but reality, with no ‘undo’ button. This track sounds like a street chronicle recorded between the clicks of a shutter and the stifled laughter of those who already understand everything. Here, every line is like walking a tightrope: bold, precise, and with a touch of deliberate theatricality. It's not just the gun that shines, but also the self-irony. And even though there's smoke and glamour all around, it's not about money - it's about who will survive and break free. Or at least be the first to shoot.
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