НЕДРЫ - КАРМА
текст песни

Sometimes shit like this happens
You can't predict it
What you get is all yours
Karma, karma, karma, y, hey, whoa

Sometimes the mood goes like this:
Hunting to act like a savage
I fly along the stops,
People tar tobacco smoke

I won't like it
Better than grass though
And they also don’t see the edge
I want the rhyme to beat mentally

In the meantime I sing a song
About that place that is far from me
Native land, walking on coals,
I grew up there, forging my own style

So, on the way, without understanding anything,
But thanks to those who said
How to hold micro,
So that I don't eat it

You feel it, I’m adding a little bit at a time,
To avoid an overdose
Everything before that was just children's prose
Where's my brain food?

I'll ask
These young MC's
Why the hell should I
Their brainless flow, judge for yourself

Was it ever different in Russia?
The halls were filled with kilowatts of sound,
I flew onto the stage covered in smoke
Dope fans were everywhere, I shared dishes with them

But there's a blizzard on the horizon,
They caught a cold in the cold
And disappeared home in the acorns
Burying like pigs

Thanks to those who were there,
When I hit it hard
Karma, karma, karma
Karma, karma, karma

Sometimes shit like this happens
You can't predict it
What you get is all yours
Karma, karma, karma, karma, yeah

Sometimes shit like this happens
You can't predict it
What you get is all yours
Karma, karma, karma

Wow, how do you like this shit?
Shit like this, you can't predict it
What you get is all yours, karma, karma, hey
What you get is all yours, karma, karma, hey