Jahmal - На златом крыльце сидели
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[Jahmal]
On the golden porch sat: king, prince, king, prince
Board, tailor, who will you be?
Speak quickly, do not delay good and honest people.

This is not sadness, you can not download, you may not answer these questions.
Why do you need coffee? Why do you need sigi? And why do you care about books?
From whom to take an example: from a father or from a huckster? There is always a choice: Adidas or Reebok.
Squeeze and fall, but get up and advance or do nothing and live life without mistakes.
Shout or silent, sticking or swing, try to figure out what you like best
Talk or fight, poison or develop, choose or express yourself
Sleep or read, angry or please, multiply or divide, subtract or add up.
Love or saw, enrage or roll, help in trouble or earn on it.
A kid or a sheep, a rat or a faithful dog, but I do not need to answer this question,
Everything can be seen in the eyes, about who you are, you only need to know, so understand yourself.

Chorus:
[Jahmal]
Yes, and you can not download
You may not answer these questions.
"Kid",
What do you do in life, choose yourself.

Yes, and you can not download
You may not answer these questions.
"Kid",
What do you do in life, choose yourself.

[Basta]
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?
"Kid"
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?

[Basta]
I am from Rostov, I was born and grew up there, Komsomolskaya Square, Lombard, Island,
Someone was engaged in judo, someone-boxing, someone was killed by a winterbure, someone-a coke.
Someone in a pre-trial detention center sat down and sagged all eight, someone handed it over, putting a signature at the end of the interrogation.
I remember that the stabbed uncle with a beer was bewhred with a beer, talked about the cop, about the first foot,
He refused Belomor, twisted the Mahorka in the paper, said: "Little to live in a comfortable way"
Around cacophony, but we continue to marathony, we are soaring about rhymes and forms, and people are in gray form,
About how and whom to arrange, because the crust feeds, the Sobr enters, I am assembled. Witnesses: a neighbor from the apartment opposite,
Anatoly and Tajik-Dvornik. And I'm from the room on the beach at sea, this is to the fact that everything needs to be done on time.
I began to write and read out at 16, I am 32, I continue to write and read out,
Write and read out, shred every song, until it sounds like a sound.
There is no time to relax, hip-hop is a troublesome thing, but there is no arrival cooler than the arrival from when
The audience for an hour and a half sings with us in chorus, and after the last song, from the heart, it will clap us for a long time.
Music is my choice, my idol, music is my idol, I'm not alone on this ice floe
And when a fifty dollars hit me, I will say: "Everyone has a dream and a chance to realize them."

Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?
They will tell letters and notes.
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?
Letters and notes will tell about this.
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?

(Fragment of the trax of decla - who are you?)
Who are you, huh? Who are you, huh? Who are you?

[Jahmal]
On the golden porch sat: king, prince, king, prince
Shoemaker, tailor, cartel, thieves, Judas and Noah, visiting and indigenous,
Not quite good and not to say that a bad, chosen and outcast, someone was sitting with his back,
Smart and stupid, violent and calm, sensible and sloppy, what else and no,
A peasant and a cowboy and you and I have tied or for ligaliza, a gym or a strip
Rap or poppy, copper or kid, director or deputy, Mowgli or Tarzan,
Who can you be in life, choose yourself.
Fell to the bottom - choose. What did you write: yourself or licked? Where did you hang:
Sauna or barracks? And what have you proved by this? To whom? I don’t know, understand for yourself.

Chorus:
[Jahmal]
And you can not download
You can not answer me
"Kid"
What do you do in life, choose yourself.

And you can not download
You can not answer me
"Kid"
What do you do in life, choose yourself.