Баста - Мое время пришло
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It's time to arrange it
All in place
And let it cut into my topics
Only one of a hundred
But I go out to the start
Always in full readiness
I surrender to my business
Without a trace, completely.
I've been in business for ten years
Many of my family peers, children
And I, as before, is faithful to the ideals of music
Leading my game, because I grew up on the street
No, music to me has not brought a million
No, I don't have a wheelbarrow
I get up late, fall asleep early
Trains, planes, house, hello, mom!
On stage I am in my element
I write poetry without impurity
Do not become lime
I cherish intimacy, angry sincerely
I pray so that music does not become a business
I have my own, my own faith, my own path
Your syllable, your own measure, forward
My life principles, my rules
My truths, the colors of my banner
Spit to defeat, victory will be behind us
Fire burns! The flame is burning
Brother, sister, no fire without fire
True! This new time calls you

My time has come, my time has come
A lot has been done, but you need to do a lot
My time has come, my time has come
Everything will be even. Ltd

What is my name know - Basta
Do everything not like everything I am a well -known master
I'm on the street from thirteen, rhyme from fifteen
On my wrists, the bracelets clasped more than once
In cops, information was walking information
But God is merciful and I managed to hide
I continue to fight for my rights,
After all, words without action, brother, are just words
In the aspect of new times, the time has come for new names
Great goals! We tear the chains
I appreciate tenacious lyrics, I renew in cynics
I push topics from the stage, but only for connoisseurs
I believe that faith is power without measure
I live if I believe, spit on losses
Listen if you are with me for one
Know! Everything will be exactly, oh-oh