НЕ.KURILI feat. StaFFорд63 - Ни шагу назад
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I'm of the common breed, my city is a swamp
My house is made of concrete boxes
What's the fashion there, huh? I wrote down a monologue on a notebook
But again my hip-hop doesn't excite the people
A tailor will heal the wounds of the heart, yeah
My Capitol, in an armful of control
Free roles, zero pride
And we catch these spoilers again
Rules for everyone, you need to tie up the price
By the way, I've tried to taste and dirt, rams
The street is alien to insanity, it's better not to climb there, hey, Vasya
Everyone needs status, but status is not power
Money will not buy neither years nor parts
Hello, my new life
What's going on, where is my brotherhood
I'm throwing sadness to the wind
Time is not the first to die now
I need my underground as a crash
To rise, here you need to fall
All my brothers push morals
No, we do not climb into other people's pockets
While Magellan opened the gates
We slaves of the pen
I plunged into darkness again
And I don't see who is a friend and who is an enemy
I am invisible, like a mannequin
I am afraid to remain a nobody here
I was either captured or in decay
Every day my hands are clenched in a noose
I will get the forgotten portrait
But I am not Dorian Gray
I am lost, but I have not lost this connection
(To all my brothers: "Salam")
Yes, I blew up, but I stopped burning long ago
(I am no longer happy with the past)
I grabbed and fell in my father's eyes
Mom's bastard, yard passion
Yes, I whined about the old days, but I
(Not one more step back)
I am lost, but I have not lost this connection
(Youth on the floors)
Yes, I wanted to stop, but I was drawn back
(What are you treating me for, boy)
On solo paths, with bare feet I
Hid under a cap eyes
Who was my brother, now I am not happy, but I
(Not one more step back)
My brothers always know where I am
Always know again, when I will be in smash
Through the twilight of glasses, that reality
Which I see, in my hands a suitcase
It is filled not with bills with Franklin
And not with the bullshit that the cormorant inhales
I am empty again, empty again
But not with my soul, my empty pocket
You will tell me where to go
I will listen, but the choice will be mine
Everything is ahead of us, but I am sure that there are many roads
And mine, let it not be crooked (not crooked)
I lose, lost and eventually gained again
Having got involved in that fight
The smell of the streets, it is near, it is here
It will always be, brother, with you
Without effort there is no meaning, without meaning there is no truth
Without truth only maxi and falsehood
There are more and more of us like this
Who doesn't give a damn about the fierce West demarche
Faces distorted with anger
In attempts to replace history, collapse
I will remain with memory in a sound mind
Everything else is just dust
My brothers always know where I am
Always know again when I'll be in shambles
Through the gloom of glasses, that reality
Which I see, in my hands a suitcase
It is filled not with banknotes with Franklin
And not with the crap that a cormorant inhales
I am empty again, empty again
But not in soul, my pocket is empty
I am lost, but I have not lost this connection
(To all my brothers: "Salam")
Yes, I blew up, but I stopped burning through it a long time ago
(I am no longer happy with the past)
I grabbed and fell in my father's eyes
Mom's bastard, yard passion
Yes, I whined about the old days, but I
(Not one more step back)
I am lost, but I have not lost this connection
(Youth on the floors)
Yes, I wanted to quit, but I was drawn back
(Che you heal me, boy)
On solo paths, with bare feet I
Hid my eyes under a cap
Who was my brother, now he is not happy to see me, but I
(Not one more step back)