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The Speedup! Video (MV)




Performed By: SanderSax
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Alexandr Khrustalev




SanderSax - The Speedup! Lyrics




When you get this
When you get that
When you get this
When you get that
Its Timeless

So I wanna start with you all telling me to buy the fame
I ain't wanna want to talk about it

Visualize the world demand
And
Weight the cash like Pearl-man

Get the 16
You don't know all about it

And I've spend a chest to even get my mind around it

If it's pay to win - there's nobody who's fresh and clean
The marathon's aligned - No winner in the race they're in

Too many open doors and windows in this life I'm in
And these not only reasons why the media's recycle bin

I'm the sword with no handle
Can't pick me up when I'm battling on the wrestle
Soul you cannot sample
The one with Killer Mike
Defense is like my f*cking mantle
Ain't fastest submachine
The gun is sniper who's 15
I'm lasting longer than you handle

The names's name
Call it how you see
My own self-made
Ghosts fear it
Demons are just scared of the rebellions when I spit it
See me in the photo frame
Of God damn Billboard when I reach it

Those demons with the judgements no way that they commit it
All the pictures by Picasso you can't even simply read it

If I state you as a Diamond
You'll show off as a sample huh

Then get the hell out of my life don't make a mess you gotta gamble (Duh)

Humanity is lost in woods without the ropes from roots
To carry them up
To move them in this world
Like the wind that makes a flag be unfurled
So they're standing on the change - perturbed

Now let's talk about the time when sun was out of universe
The lights are gone and now the rules reverse
Then he was cover and the bring light
Now can you simply even shine light
Nothing is better than the original and no other
Fake, false serve will swap your real father
Show him love while he's alive that a life gather
So don't decline the call request that matters on the family life like you've got another

Try to dominate without adlibs...
Oh shit, your lyrics ain't wheels and the car

You separate the both, ain't huge from afar
You'd need more effort for that
But you don't give a penny
And if I ask you for the raps that you're proud of
Your eyes are welled up and you're telling me: Haven't got any
And I had changed my family name and not for girl Jenny
Just so you can pronounce it better for your friends already

I have confused reality with virtuality there's someone who I love in front of me
We ain't allowed to be
We used to be together but no more it cannot be
I can't believe my life is now controlled not only just by me

Dad I'm now 15 and it's time to write a letter
Sort the books from A to Z on the shelf of treasure
I cannot get my hands on it to write with pen on paper
Have to reply a couple undefined people - I'm getting back to you later

Turn a good girl into a savage
Then turn a bad girl into a maverick

With no feminine it's just a plain surface
And with no masculine it's still a plain surface
All the sexists and the feminists standpoints pointless
Moving left right all they're are balance-less
If you hate me get it back - boomerang's appointment
Gotta wash my f*cking hands from this mess I've jointed
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When you get this
When you get that
When you get this
When you get that
Its Timeless

So I wanna start with you all telling me to buy the fame
I ain't wanna want to talk about it

Visualize the world demand
And
Weight the cash like Pearl-man

Get the 16
You don't know all about it

And I've spend a chest to even get my mind around it

If it's pay to win - there's nobody who's fresh and clean
The marathon's aligned - No winner in the race they're in

Too many open doors and windows in this life I'm in
And these not only reasons why the media's recycle bin

I'm the sword with no handle
Can't pick me up when I'm battling on the wrestle
Soul you cannot sample
The one with Killer Mike
Defense is like my f*cking mantle
Ain't fastest submachine
The gun is sniper who's 15
I'm lasting longer than you handle

The names's name
Call it how you see
My own self-made
Ghosts fear it
Demons are just scared of the rebellions when I spit it
See me in the photo frame
Of God damn Billboard when I reach it

Those demons with the judgements no way that they commit it
All the pictures by Picasso you can't even simply read it

If I state you as a Diamond
You'll show off as a sample huh

Then get the hell out of my life don't make a mess you gotta gamble (Duh)

Humanity is lost in woods without the ropes from roots
To carry them up
To move them in this world
Like the wind that makes a flag be unfurled
So they're standing on the change - perturbed

Now let's talk about the time when sun was out of universe
The lights are gone and now the rules reverse
Then he was cover and the bring light
Now can you simply even shine light
Nothing is better than the original and no other
Fake, false serve will swap your real father
Show him love while he's alive that a life gather
So don't decline the call request that matters on the family life like you've got another

Try to dominate without adlibs...
Oh shit, your lyrics ain't wheels and the car

You separate the both, ain't huge from afar
You'd need more effort for that
But you don't give a penny
And if I ask you for the raps that you're proud of
Your eyes are welled up and you're telling me: Haven't got any
And I had changed my family name and not for girl Jenny
Just so you can pronounce it better for your friends already

I have confused reality with virtuality there's someone who I love in front of me
We ain't allowed to be
We used to be together but no more it cannot be
I can't believe my life is now controlled not only just by me

Dad I'm now 15 and it's time to write a letter
Sort the books from A to Z on the shelf of treasure
I cannot get my hands on it to write with pen on paper
Have to reply a couple undefined people - I'm getting back to you later

Turn a good girl into a savage
Then turn a bad girl into a maverick

With no feminine it's just a plain surface
And with no masculine it's still a plain surface
All the sexists and the feminists standpoints pointless
Moving left right all they're are balance-less
If you hate me get it back - boomerang's appointment
Gotta wash my f*cking hands from this mess I've jointed
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Writer: Alexandr Khrustalev
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