kempel - Если Орел - Я Выйграл
текст песни

I beg Vitya don't die
everyone has their own destiny
your road to round 6 and not paradise
Not Rustaaaaaaaaaaaia)

I am not joniboy and not Noise I have talent not from God
All this is a long way the result of hard training
Searching myself as I am tired of these wanderings
And who am I actually I don’t know

I can’t hide a lot of what you can pin.
and vryatli will surprise already something in vain
And you shouldn't try to poke your nose
I am 21 and life fucks like in the office of the boss

But I knew what I was going to throw a coin into the air
So give the back here it's too late
I wanted to see the stars and get into space
But no one promised that everything would be so simple

minus 15 All lava for the hut alone
This is Moscow friend of such people here
ready to get into the hope of tearing to tear out their piece
While the coin in the air seemed to catch a dream

When luck takes a step
When she look into my eyes
I'm so tired of waiting for this
Tired of stumbling on stones

I don't want to sink and remember about the Drago
and so it is clear who was drunk and for whom the truth
But this is not my business, but just facts
The man is responsible for his words if you did not know

And really fuck me who will win
but rap is not just songs of blacks from the ghetto
and no matter how ridiculous it changes life
often throws at the bottom and rarely lifts upward

beating against the wall with a forehead is all that is left with us
And here is not a place of pity and with a tearful stories
Oh, not fairly given, at least a chance is given
you just need to wait and do not go through your wings


It is not known how many years will pass by this time
Many on the half -way to their cherished dream
Hand their hands and not seeing the dawn

When luck takes a step
When she look into my eyes
I'm so tired of waiting for this
Tired of stumbling on stones

2 part

You should have at least burst into tears on this song
as a youngster which has not yet been issued a passport
It's great when phrases come without lubrication
right in the ears in the brain and do not get anywhere

From this attack, I seem to be oil for bread
fucking bits on the bits then push into the masses
Answer the murmur of requests only yes sir
After all, you have too many chances this time

And you have been licked your time and not to return it now
They cut off the feathers of the fuck in hysteria by paces in the wall
Give up depression sit down on treason
you are not the first, although they have never been and have been

Battle rapper wanted to at least be stupid to believe in victory
After all, your song has been sung as it was already a few years ago
to be a friend of Duni is your only talent
I still don't understand how the pile fitted with you

I just listened to your track decided to finish the verse
Vitya do not fuck but I didn't have
Isn't it ridiculous how it turned out?
to be a balabol in life apparently your credo

Poking a finger into the sky without answering the words at the same time
impress youngsters to this brutal rapp
Did you grow into the ghetto? But then what is amazing
you are so many years old and you all live with your parents

Which of you is a Jew who do you have?
I looked around the Jewish Military Films in himself
you are as well as all of us do not fantasize
Above the pyramid of the eye of Lucifer will not give you strength

will not bring fame and money without life passive
you sit at home on your mother’s neck with a bandit under a bandit
Victor! Fuck your ass.
Enough to guess on the coin which of us