Копюшон Ноу Мо - Зонт
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I carry my music
For years now, in my arms
That's probably why Mom
We can't fly
Nobody believes in me here
Even I sometimes
My selves rush at me
Thousands of holograms
I'm like a genius in style
I fly in easily
Everything is spinning and flying around
I close the window
I didn't carry guns
I nurtured my spirit
I didn't chase your underground
A friend read me
I'm mercantile, that's a fact
But I can give everything away
I'm still the same, pointing the finger
I carry a notebook in my briefcase
I did it this way or that way
But I only gave myself
I did it to fall
But then to shine brighter
With both hands on my chest
I'd like to be a fan
This Mr. No Mo
Mr. Inadequate
I didn't have any collaborations
Maybe no one wanted it? We weren't signed by labels
We smoked in the dark
This will become a hit again
I won't give a shit, unfortunately
You can remain the most honest
Even in LV jeans
But you only fell in love with the uniform
That with the hood up
I remain myself and do well
I could write like this all my life
But imagine, I suffer
That I'll live ten years
To the sound of this piano crying
I could write like this all my life
But imagine, I suffer
That I'll live ten years
To the sound of this piano crying
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old windbreaker
It will remain beating
I will disappear into the horizon
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old Windbreakers
It will remain knocking
I will disappear into the horizon
When the sun sets on the roofs
And the bass from the cars
I open the window again
To wail
To understand that after all, there is something higher
Human or cash
I bare my soul
And you eat it with joy
This won't be a TikTok hit
Only because of you
You'll wrap yourself in a cocoon with this
To collect yourself again
It's so easy for me to sell you pain
With it, loneliness, sadness
I so wanted to save you all
But you stuck to me like weight
And I drag you along with me
No longer knowing where
We are like a hundred thousand NPCs
Running in four corners
I'll take an apartment, a Mercedes
Hug my son, my wife
Take a couple of photos with a fan
But I won't tell anyone
That I'm really cold inside
Somewhere inside, alone
I'll lie down alone for half an hour
To study the ceiling
And this is fucking normal, imagine that
We are from Russia Boy
You can't ask anyone here
Get up and do it yourself
I always wondered where my father hid
His tears
In the left pocket of his jacket
Where I'm not supposed to go
Or on the top shelf
I searched until the morning
Now I've become like him
And I forgot where I put it
It always seems like February to me
But I want to live
To rip my heart out of my chest
Mom, can you sew it up? You don't owe me anything
For my songs, you idiot
12 thousand sick likes
Donated million
I gnaw and tear myself apart
A friend worse than a hater
And to carry my words
Two hands are enough for me again
My legs are enough for me again
My brains are enough to make rap
To grow wings one day
Just take off and fly away
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old windbreaker
It will remain beating
I will disappear into the horizon
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old windbreaker
It will remain beating
I will disappear into the horizon
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps Steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old windbreaker
It will remain beating
I will disappear into the horizon
Drops will wet hats
Rains will launch bullets
Along foggy steps
Piercing my umbrella
I take my heart out for you
From an old windbreaker
It will remain beating
I will disappear into the horizon