ЮжАк feat. Буян - Пожар
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High-rise buildings with many different windows are growing
Life flows in them like a stream, at full speed.
In my window, my family and connection to hip hop
But for the rest, like everyone else, it’s a thorny path along the slopes.
Noise from below, a loud voice, from new settlers,
There is a dispute in the game on the verge of a foul,
The neighbor opposite is again solo on the table with hops and malt
He's over forty, but comfortable that he's single.
From the top from the sixth, the man picked up speed,
The money ends up in offshore accounts
The eldest son is constantly being pushed around by his dad
But the trace from the needles reached the shoulder straps.
And the youngest started with carriages and believes in the Power of the Word,
The glass was empty or half full,
To each his own, some are a worm and some are a raven.
Let's live!Don't hide behind curtains in holes!
For some we are proud, for others we are just sorry
Someone tried not to run away from themselves
A knife is enough for one against an army
Someone will burn, someone will start a fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire
I won’t tire of repeating, marriage, to each his own
Someone is your brother in life, someone is rotten in life
Some people like to dig up other people’s underwear and it’s supposedly normal
They feed on devil rumors - this is their food
Some are rushing ahead, some are all around in fear
Some people value their home, some don't have a problem with whores
Someone could leave loved ones because of their inferior qualities
Someone was put at risk for pure motives
A shot is heard behind you, but who fell?
The one who believed or the one who betrayed?
Quick success blew people's minds
I saw a lot of dirt where they began to live in a new way
But to each his own, priority time
Some were raised by cowards, some were raised by poets
Someone cares about what’s inside, someone doesn’t care about it
The image of a blank gun comes to mind
For some we are proud, for others we are just sorry
Someone tried not to run away from themselves
A knife is enough for one against an army
Someone will burn, someone will start a fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire
We sat together at the same table
A series of events and good and evil
Life gives you a gut punch to make a choice.
Hoarse Patriot but actually a fag
Somewhere in the Caribbean the climate changed to a quiet one
Your friends are like a shadow in just a photo
Shop windows in an overseas language name
But show-offs won’t cover your back in a foreign land
Live that you are dissatisfied with the regime
You nod with your mane and you can’t hide your face behind makeup
With concerts around the world and the slogan I come to you in peace
But this is a lie within a lie for the sake of hype and profit
There are many such lousy women and men
To each his own Europe Gays 1000 reasons
I can’t condemn them, the Russian anthem will kill them
But no one can stop hating
For some we are proud, for others we are just sorry
Someone tried not to run away from themselves
A knife is enough for one against an army
Someone will burn, someone will start a fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Fire Fire