KOSCHEY - Будь проще
текст песни

I climb onto the tatami, take the shirt and bend over
They wrapped a steel chain around my neck with bandages.
They wrote on the fence, you suck Uncle Vanya
That's how I roughly measure your ego under your lips (Hey)

Your ego is underneath your lips
Your ego is underneath your lips
Your ego is underneath your lips

I climb onto the tatami, take the shirt and bend over
They wrapped a steel chain around my neck with bandages.
They wrote on the fence, you suck Uncle Vanya
This is how I roughly measure your ego under your lips
Hey oyster, try to smoke me outside
While I'm in the sweat of my brow, I'm trying out letters, notes, words perfectly
Salam to all of you, here and there, I'm like spam

I'm trying to speak more simply
It’s hard for you to redeem a syllable
Tell me also that Scriptonite
Every hit hums and mumbles
Koschey, you are an incomprehensible guy
What Mistral, what were you smoking?
We're fucked by your manuscript
Your rap doesn't breathe, it's dead

Tyrant, sultan, captain - my dan
I don't fit into your ears, Nissan jeep
On the parapets up to a hundred, mustang
Got a lot of fat, your trap has lost weight
Mutual responsibility for cheating on grandchildren
You thought stupidly, but your ear only perceived humor
The shaman and thousands of spirits are waiting in the hall for my servants
Your voice is on ultrasound, I will be simpler, in kind

I climb onto the tatami, take the shirt and bend over
They wrapped a steel chain around my neck with bandages.
They wrote on the fence, you suck Uncle Vanya
This is how I roughly measure your ego under your lips
Hey oyster, try to smoke me outside
While I'm in the sweat of my brow, I'm trying out letters, notes, words perfectly
Salam to all of you, here and there, I'm like spam

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All I ever want to ball alone long
Have a lot of goals that will move me on
Going straight up, try to be ultimate
It is apocalypse, I'm the part of it
Nobody knows how to pause my song
So I wear to not be loved by hoes
Look at me I'm done with pains in my heart
How to find love if past stays strong
Not a millionaire, see me blowing up, sinister
Soon as I suicide I take the piece of pie
Buy my family new sky, I don't wanna see them cry
Try to walk in my shoes behind green eyes
The biggest nightmare I can even imagine
It's me stopped doing things everyday properly
If I gotta quit long way, gotta burn myself
Purge the needle off of my face
It's enough to say that I fade away
To come better than I was yesterday
Staying realistic, little pessimistic
Album beats statistics, now I'm out, forgive me