Артем Минасян - Последние слова
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(Chorus)
Farewell to the stone jungle forever
And then it will be better we will fly there
And I will sit on a horse, I will pick up a gray sword
Checking two times, I can burn everyone
Smoothly in your head penetrate over the text
Okay cheerfully, I listen to me like a repl
Time on Repe Battle managed to expire for you
And without swearing a lot, I push my speech

(Verse 1)
I see stone jungle, gray monotonous
There are damn whores there, I take white and red.
Now the Sunday is evening, it is already dark on the street
Much time, there is nothing to do, I look out the broken window.
Residents and guests are waiting for something to shock them
They catch a powerful flame and melt the ice
If you want to make art but everything goes the other way around
Released the album and goodbye two thousand fourteenth years
You need a tornado, a hurricane, so that everything produces everything here and there
And right in the center, Artem Minasyan himself controlled them
And it doesn’t matter if they say: oh, Artem what kind of nonsense?
I am a doctor with experience and inject you my rap
Now, a year later I stand firmly in my position
And the cheaters grew up like a virus, I do not see their face
But no matter how it is, they also listen to tracks
And they are amazed that I still make successes

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(Verse 2)
I'm sitting, I remember what I did in this wild year
I dug in the past, reflected in and spent
I changed dramatically, and without unnecessary ability
Think how everything is trite and such is my style
I read Russian literature, while developing rap culture
I sit stubbornly and draw my picture text figure
And you just sit and feel the development of my art
How a new track will come out, you will hang from happiness on the chandelier
Instanram photo with Vibe TGK adds the level of the elite
It is sometimes bad so that the tracks in the Internet are already merged
Life in Chelyaba goes smoothly, but only death to change
Maybe our calm life is even more than a meteorite
They built a singing fountain, the Airborne Forces will come and will fall asleep right there
Obama will no longer touch Russia, Crimea was not just given
And I just sit and watch TV, smoking a hookah
In the hand a bottle, everything is true, like a real Artem Minasyan

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(Verse 3)
I am sincerely grateful to people that they surround me everywhere
I constantly go like a master, and rap will read them
But he finished that old era, however, she already died
And all of her became a fucker, let some suckers listen to her
Now more complex rhymes attach the text static
And the same Haters are trying to humiliate me publicly
As one of the local clowns that loves fuckers
But he will not be able to bring his girlfriend to loud groans
Well, in the summer I recorded the album and everyone exploded like a thunder
Critics, fans, cheaters - Constant in the ears is ringing
It's time to close their mouths, and I have to close this year
Write new songs and read them so that sweat goes from the face
I tell you the last words, life will always be beautiful
Especially if she is always there, oh yes!
After all, there is happiness and it is at hand, right here
Think over the song and understand its meaning all

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