Восточный Округ - Звук нелегал
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While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
Someone came, someone ran away
Who fucked like a grandma and hinted at something
And I just launched this sound across cities
Someone doesn't have a network, it looks like a beard
These wounds in my soul, I patched them up with rap
Yes, I heard your tracks, but I rewound them all
Yupta
This is my Ural, cars, clubs, garbage
****, precious mineral
Here the style was tempered, here it stood on its feet
Fuck all the posts, we're going, I know the places here
We walk on beats, there are two of us here
Yamych and Zhaman, although the industry is not the same
Purely for my own people, I took it and threw it
We're already big, but we don't give a fuck about our years
While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
We write texts in slippers and woolen socks
Thought generator, like sidelocks on your temples
The sun dries your lips, mercilessly like in the sands
An artist's style is always in the details and strokes, yo
Our home is the EKB, the Middle Urals, not Maskau
Homeland of vanlove, I wasn’t looking for another one
Breathtaking like free solo smooth rocks
Hands in the air if rap VO saved you
Rap isn't what it used to be, it's bullshit, it's not criticism
Twenty years in a row, we disassembled rap down to the screw
Rap is a wave, not an analyst's plans
The bass shakes your insides, bro - this is rap physics
We prefer to rap for fans
Our fans have begun to appreciate rap more carefully.
We became dreamier, rap became more wonderful
Spinal cord rap, final diagnosis
While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
While you were all at home looking at the screen
This illegal sound penetrated me
He probably stole my time
Someone heard and shook hands
You never know how much or how little rap you piled up
As long as I don’t remember, we always rhymed
I-I-I, fuck
You never know how much or how little rap you piled up
As long as I don’t remember, we always rhymed
Yama and Jama, we don't give a fuck about rules, rules, rules, rules
Mama Street, native outskirts
In the morning in the kitchen ****
If sirens, then ****
You never know how much or how little rap you piled up
As long as I don’t remember, we always rhymed
Yama and Jama, we don't give a fuck about rules, rules, rules, rules
Street mom, yeah, yeah