Бади - Цена
текст песни

Only experience teaches me
My affairs are my affairs
Don't stick your trunk in
I'm trying to make honey
I don't need your tar
And this sound will raise the dead
TRIPTANK shoots from the speakers
The Necropolis will shake with its bones
Bitmar uploaded mountain samples
This is Hippie Sabotage of all hip-hop
This is the move where I go through life, definitely the most dexterous
My heart without a ticket until the last stop
You go back to your uncle's work
Hey, district guy, what did you give to your block?
Homegrown synthetic
We are 100% cotton
We'll jump on stage
They will sing along and then clap
So all this shit is worth something

My brothers have no price
Let's stretch the scythe to the crowd and earn obliques
Yes, we look from top to bottom
To your plastic world
Where it's so easy to die
And it's so hard to be human

The workshop is working without shifts
Forged words and cooked them into rap
I'm on this beat fiercely, like a glove
Pile up the decibel
Armed to the teeth and the verse flies off from them
Years of sleepless nights
For some, it’s just a search for something that doesn’t exist.
You can't buy it, but maybe you can buy slang
I’m too tough for you, because I’ve long since become hardened
You can’t run away from yourself, you can catch up in time
Fly like a stray bullet to death
The crowds will stick to where the success is
But fuck them
I have something
It's inside me forever

My brothers have no price
Let's stretch the scythe to the crowd and earn obliques
Yes, we look from top to bottom
To your plastic world
Where it's so easy to die
And it's so hard to be human

My brothers have no price
Let's stretch the scythe to the crowd and earn obliques
Yes, we look from top to bottom
To your plastic world
Where it's so easy to die
And it's so hard to be human